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I dont´t know this frost is playing on my mood strings, and the feel of new adventures and discovery is playing pinks games in my head,  i´m standing still..yet mooving, i´m here, but already gone, im split between three distinctive home places and ways of life, and searching for a neu x one,  i think one home seems tempting, yet no no no, impossible.. i search, i find i stop, i wish, imagine and go on action flow, a gallery and studio on a traveling boat, or to be  winged animal would be awsume, or air, must be fascinationg to be air and swoosj around like that, i wonder if air could say somethang on the subject standing still, and how does it feel like in a ballon? or in a hurricane,or in space, imagine all the perspectives just swoojing threw everthings, ever wonder how the viewing difference between giants and dwarfs? an elephant and atom? is this universe always in a systematic loop? is asymetric more intresting than simetric? will new air gimme answers? answers or fun dialogues? what will we disover on our subconcious threw new social technology? i think i will put some q-tip in each ear and enjoy that twisting and wonder of to somewhere…

how did these thoughhts down here change into what i wrote up there?.. (i cut out the words inbetween) weather cycles and their impact ….daily sunns and out in the street hoops and flip flop scenarios……. just time to unspaghetilize.. nice frostiness and remelts around.. activation  ..one pushing some longing for the next..empty streets … spontanious daily interactions .. areas..  placeroots…  ways of living.. oooze out…or does rest continue searching for new momentuses, places, thoughts, discoveries, feels and vibes, people? life?

indeed