While me, I only believe that language is a field that has entrances from every world. I desire to find in that field ways my mind can go on journies out of the place encased.
I want witness. I want report and it is better about a kind of beauty, an image that is assembled as though for the first time true, even real. And it is in this life, connected.
I want to stay in a group playing in the field.
Don't mind the raw and jagged. The mysterious evil. The burst of blood.
There is the public work to do. The dividing of two into one. The getting out.
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