And so I write words, adding to the never ceasing avalanche of typeface spelt out in an unreal landscape, so many signs signifying, so many meanings lost in translation, and yet I add them… wondering why I am moved to participate? Perhaps it’s a longing for life which is contradictorily held at a distance? A longing to create something of value that will shine on and yet it seems that I can only add to the unceasing torrent of people with too much to say?
I really like cats; They speak yet they use no words.
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