Monday, October 11, 2010

I have come to this wherever. In some sense you have now come with me. Or you were with me or came before or followed me here. My little body stands upright here wherever. The sky is white. The earth is white. The walls are white. There is no difference in the magnitudes of distances if you simply refuse to move.

Wherever we are we are here or at least I am here. I create my world with this in mind.

My world is a tight ship. My world is a missile. I have it aimed right at you.

My little body is all I have. It is my little bicycle. It is my little knife. It is my little smoke detector. It is my little telescope. It is my little manipulator.

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