" unknown parallels "


who knew that it would be so dangerous, and perhaps casual in equal parts. to have access behind-the-scenes, to know the way it looked from the other sides, other angles.

such pleasures, such joys. i am made whole by the entire experience. over and over, a repeated record of a memory, now having been behind the green curtain.

a perspective shifts, an unknowable aspect now made clear, and the relation is whole. my eyes can never again un-see. nor would they want to.

much more than a similarity of gestures, and more a realized conviviality, the world will never be the same again.

tonight's homework:

whether up high or down low, adapt to your surroundings, then augment the rules to your specification.