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The difference between what I make up is real and what is real…is unknown to me.
What is a truth and a lie? A photograph is the lie sitting, like a spider in the web of the truth. What stays and what moves? A river does both and stops doing both at the same time. What … Continue reading
A stranger is walking in this exact place where I am walking. He stretches out my limbs and uses them. He takes my breath away. There are no secrets here. It’s me Looking at him looking at me. I did … Continue reading
I would sit somewhere, quiet, always alone and think to myself: This second. I am never going to forget, this second. I would try to put that moment onto some prominent, mural in my memory so I could remember it … Continue reading
I was going to write this: It is my personality to try to fit in smaller spaces. Really though, I will write this: I try to fit in empty spaces, barren, naked places. Some people use clutter to hide. I … Continue reading