i should be using the other one for this kind of writing.
or, it's basically the same. without the street noise comments.
thoughts become things!
it's been raining, so it's damp out, and it was another quiet night.
love. infinite and boundless. art moment.
*** basically everything is wrong. there's not supposed to be car alarms or stickers on fruit or fukishima leaking. or malnourishment or monsanto. or unhappiness. oh yeah. right. it's the association with the judgement that creates the illusion of suffering.
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