Thursday, March 24, 2011
Unsensaround
Imagine a maze around you, an intricate space of passages opening and closing, a thousand different walkways leading to millions of connections, a life after life after life, and you can't see it. Like a party, held by hostile strangers two floors above you, you're uninvited, and unwanted, but you have to come in--you're the guest of honor.
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