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Curiousities
Impressions
Curiousities
Impressions
#Free-form stream-of-consciousness poetry(?) as another long night of amphetamines and nicotine crawls on.
Even as i step out for some fresh air, i take a cigarette instead. the bright glow from my laptop screen blinding the darkness of the night; aperture closing down to 16.
transported to a separate temporal space than the one my physical presence inhabits.
breathing in manufactured air. exhaling with it my essence into the natural air of the present temporal space which i physically inhabit.
mixes. creates.
spiritual remnants forever imprinted upon the present temporality.
or perhaps floating away high into the atmosphere, fading away slowly.
waiting for memory.
attention focused elsewhere, eyes gazing into a spatial temporality where distance is measured by clicks, not with width and length or the tick of a clock.
speech, gesture, conversation substituted by bits and bytes.
science fiction.
the present is littered with the memories of the past. and of dreams, which occupy a completely separate temporal space. Neither past nor future. Or perhaps the distant past. or perhaps.
magical realism.
the ballet of temporalities.
the last sigh of the filter.
the temporary temporality that was. and i as is.
continueS.
*Disclaimer: As you read this, the “current” will cease validity.
