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all things coming to a head. being able to see silver linings within the rainstorms which quelch the broken landscapes. photograph scan-mania and how every picture is coming closer to the one in my head.
feelings of complete solace within a japanese composition; the lines and audio meanderings floating me on bliss. soft whispers matching loving frequencies. beautiful collisions.
dreams of star wars episode III, and how it was the greatest thing i had ever seen; future projections of cinematic mystery evolving and overlapping into my subconsiousness. natalie portman is a glowing blue dress with eminiating light against the black and red.
she's speaking in tongues of unknown languages which pour out of her mouth like the most mesmerizing stream filled with flower petals and glistening scintillations.
plans to leave here and return home, only to create a global route to become normal. the financial savings always slowly slipping through my fingers in waves of technological transactions.
and returning to the immediacy of the moment. smiling, laughing out loud raucously, dancing in enclosed spaces and twirling in a complete merriment.
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