up twenty from last week
today i will see no thing i don’t want to see
ha! it is already happening
wait. do not follow the wander
what are you writing?
irf – nom
a03:9 – p1
drahcir + tenaJ /w evird edir
did i know that as i was checking?
a glorious society
with no glory
a community of ties
the phone rings
call from whatever is there
it hangs up
who you are is how you do
i will protect myself from you
this thing that’s in view
i will protect
myself from you
disappear she heard
get ready it said
and it flew from the bed
her ideas broke off
like the bread
she said look and do this \,
tone low, barely said
then the closest around her would exclaim to the room as if it came from their head. yes! she quietly nodded the road she had led.
just let’s go.
keep the glory for after i’m dead.
an idea whispered clean from outside of you.
as i type this (sometimes i type sometimes i write)
sometimes my feet and skin seek light
as i type this
there was a presence on my right. i, on its left.
follow the left. it was a mantra i sometimes heard in my head that could help me walksitorlay without pain.
follow the left. it’s a saying that i have given many different meanings to in my life. like most things.
when i say things, i mean
perceptual functions of my being, that i am aware of and not, which are happening + any material, energy, and idea outside of me
everything that happens in existence – let’s have existence be time, and time be distance.
time might be distance
except distance doesn’t exist
unless by relational points on a sheet
if only one point
there is no distance
no thing, to a thing.
#noquotes #cis #noncis #cister #sis #sisters #fhwc #relationalpoints #relativity #questionit
written 6:40p july 10 2019, by nicole garlando.
i wrote the term “hide rate” in a text about drinking water.
wit, since it was also a hiding day for me to recuperate.
(sdrawkcab trap: emit ym fo erawa eb ot fles ot eton nettirw a fo tprecxe)
photo by craig bortmas 2019
“a safe place with nicole garlando”