In The Black Box

THIS IS THE NIGHT TIME, MY TIME OF UTTER CONFUSION AND CLARITY

I Don’t Mind – Along (Visualisations)

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…..—…..—…..—…o—…o—.oo-….-oooo….

and we were walking, looking at the sad and the crying, looking at the happy and the smiling…..

and we wondered why they were who and what they had become….and we wondered how it came to this…..

coming to grips with the new vibrations of routine and rounded edges… the bass does not come bouncing like it should and motion leads to chance, another days work and another wander into the dark….

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