3/25/2012

Fission

There are sounds that I would like to know how to turn into words.
Those are the sounds that make grin, shudder, clench my jaw and flex my muscles.
Sounds that move me and take me into day dreaming.
An estimation of emotions with a variance of reality.
An hypothesis of memories. 
An illusory correlation embracing a peak-end rule.
"the blue bus is calling us"






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