~ loop d loops : turbulance
A glass of wine, candlelight. Wind unravels a history of thought outside, how
far it has traveled? I don’t know. The world grows smaller. This week was a learning experience in ideas about language and the power of image. Something feels understood, and i don’t know what the question was yet, but have eaten the answer–i am weird this way.
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We are getting the wind tonight that caused Tornados yesterday during election day. Over fifty people died. It is getting a bit wild, and I know its just a little turbulance, but one never knows. I was pummeled once by hail so large I thought the house was going to cave in. Tonight, going to bed, I am fine but other times when the weather channel fills us with fears you go to your sheets wondering (with imagination) if you’ll wake up thrown into another neighborhood with your house in splinters all around you, mingled with other people’s stuff. Tornados can just appear, like love, and the wind can just throw you like straw from within an old scarecrow. Where are all your petty fears and ideas then?
What can you do. As a child my house went up in flames one day. One minute we were watching cartoons and the next minute my father hustled us outside on the sidewalk in our Saturday morning pajamas. We went from watching tv to watching firemen *in real life* crawl from screaming trucks, up ladders into the windows. They don’t care what they smash, break windows and furniture. My mother pulled up into the yard and almost fainted from the shock. The red trucks, orange suits of firemen. axes, the water hoses flooding into your own bedroom window is an odd thing to witness so young. Ruin_ is all over your worldly goods, and the aftermath of soot saturates everything–its all lost, forever. You start over. Thank God for family…when you go to bed in their house that night.
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Life is indulgence, down to the last minute.
… Indulge.
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I have reached something, am bored, need a new challenge… inquisitiveness has a nose like a rabbit itching for a new thing to nibble… opens window door wind .
Fantastico…. ? What is this 
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