my post is aggressively avoided. embattled to disobey the tatted destiny –charges drowned in the lethe. afforded gifts of prescience, i find ease and nature to take the divergent path from an obvious course. upon my shoulder, the murmur of the entire is my atomic familiar. wholly we braze in the seems defining our edges as constants.
sotto voce the while is caste aside by product and static forms; by currency too sizes too small.
my fuss is clamour ply by ply. an undersown. an undernose trampled not from neglect but by nature.
ganas
- gan
- i am an interpreter and indication of the gatherings in my life. my collection of influences, and experiences, and wanderings, and figurings. i am a current of reflection yearning for connection. i am compelled and commanded to do so by my own accordion. playing it's off-tunes and rhythmic swoons i am dancing to the passing moment. all at once and individually rapt. i am continual appreciation of the process and movement of life. i am most interested in the details of culture and life-byproducts, the wear and tear of existence. human-fantastic is a great show. i am highly enamoured with seeing through things or of hidden sources of movement or sound. knowing you know is where i'm most ticklish.
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