ERUDITION DOES NOT EXIST

Nobody has ever taught me how to write, so I wirte.

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SPACES

We create spaces, we make sculptures, buildings, sounds, gardens, cities and other creatures. Those spaces in the end create us as well. And where is the beginning?

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PARTY LIGHTS

They are waiting for me, those shining minute dots in the dark. Glitter, food, funky drinks. They are standing on tables, they are taken care of. I am here. Too miserble to get up. To fucked up and lying and normal to see them shine.

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DISCERN

To discern would be a great thing to do some day. I would be able to see all the beauty that lays outside the window, and all of it that is left inside me. Draught flowers on a window still and cool braze, that indicates equable weather. Maybe I would also see through her. Reading those opaque signs she sends me, or she does not. To discern would be a great thing to do.