To the found window and the capable. Together you, Blip.
Last night was another *** event and there are some political meanderings that go along with that. Twinges of likely attitudes and inclinations but I didn't ask directly. This makes people think about the monster alive and we don't want to do that at a party. At a party you are the monster and this is the understood fact of the might o' wild wild. We are crazy and we are dying. We slip into out lives of child. Appreciation of nuance and the ample small pleasures, music, The city, the hub. We cross it and loop it. We send information to and from it. We use the processors and we intimate recurrant chance (please embrace)
A mobile hip-hop party take over unit existing on the number one planet. Find house parties and act as if (you) know these people through a simple recurring vine so dialated in the summer time. Then, in this town, done. There is the medium. The eyes. The ears. the nose. the movement. We eat food and watch, digest. Disintegrate and condition on all levels. We strive for alone and together. bounce bounce bounce
Passing you on the street are more and more. They are in the cars on the bikes. Wheels and wheels. Maybe monks make the spinning harmonius. They see the level even as they spin. Or just smoke cigarettes in porch shade along tonal tree trunks.
Big programs for big problems. Small problems for big programs. Progression is a thing.
So antithetical to the insipid vexed maul of the majority. We think touching plastic everyday doesn't wear off on us. We are busy automatons. good good good
We are dreaming and we are doing. It is happening now and rarely is there a legitimate chance for a considered perfect act ((though the thoughts about)) beyond the realm of nuance. And we judge these things for ourselves.
Rome slipped. Portland ate good food and never wanted things to fall apart, or can we not see ANY-day in what looks like an intelligence-laden Disneyland all around us?
Easy. Then we work for good movement with more from us and less from those hard things that burn black and fight your growing pattern stellar waking moment.
Doing, caring what humans will do as they wake up from an industrial revolution to digital alarm.

Easy,