A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story
a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling
something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever
but the thinking is useful
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my
silmarillion, my tempelos
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create
within and also produce works from.
