so ok. memories are irresistible. they exist as evidence of whats possible. so whats this shot of our old toyota corolla doing here? well, its there for melancholic reasons. and also, sitting beside this evidence of possibility is its limits. its tangible and printed out on a photograph. yet staring too long strains the eyes and if your interest is inexhaustible, maybe even crack your skull. limits create the urgency for the infinite. it exists like a code waiting to be broken, such like moses separating the red sea.
and what about work and money? textures. a thread and fold in this fabric of bridges, weaving themselves, on going with its tips touching the edge of the universe. actually, i'm not sure. all i know is just a bunch of momentary decisions.
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