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With reference to the previous post: oh dear god ouch my brain it is sprainded it is sprainded something bad the feelings the thoughts the the the
Shush.
I want to cry to die to well up into something i don't quite understand i need to lie to try to find something to hold something solid something not quite entirely optionally holdable real straight plumb knowing its own place etc. something which won't slip slide twist turn stab poke dig hold shield serve stand walk try crib hop ech bre tri ni a e r
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"A beach house," he said, "doesn't even have to be on the beach. Though the best ones are. We all like to congregate," he went on, "at boundary conditions". "Really?" said Arthur. "Where land meets water. Where earth meets air. Where body meets mind. Where space meets time. We like to be on one side, and look at the other."