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New people are following me, I don't know how you found me or why you decided to follow me, but welcome, feel free to like raid my ask box or reply to my posts or whatever you want.
Writing for you.....
Hello tumblrs, hope all is well. Let me suggest an idea to you. How about I write something for you, you post it on your tumblr instead of me putting it on mine... You can claim it as your own.
If you'd like try this little digital idea out, drop a note in my ask and ill send a little something in your ask....
Best.
Van Morrison - Mama Said There'd Be Days Like This
Heard Em Say - Kanye West and Adam Levine
Future Installments
Hello all.
For curiosities sake, the next couple entries will be written on, about, and in the future. The perspective will be from the vantage point of someone, (maybe me) living the way one does 20, 50, or 100 years from now (depending on whose theory of the next coming decades you subscribe to). This seems like an interesting little project so lets see how it goes.
Best, Technofederalist.
Fri 2:23 Mountain Ranges
We brace out stretched hands for moments mutually understood, a love uncompromised by harsh realities. Fingertips direct the motion of hands adjusting to shoulder blade curvatures as we comprehend not with thoughts but with experience.
In rhythm to now blossoming dandelions tracing alongside mountain ranges, expressions of self open up below yellow warmth. In exchanges of attention we alternate between listening closer to quiet rasps of deep inhalations embracing unseen forces and forestry exhalations passing through rugged landscapes.
Thur 2:48 Freeze Framed
Heavy in the moment we sense a growing stillness to the air. One by one, all-things begin to motion-down as speed decreases and time grows slow. Sight narrows down upon the smallest detail and deep granulations as we come to understand the fragility of such an experience; the thin line connecting all the dots, how easily it could be erased
Thur 11:30 Window Frames
Windows frame this scene of warm yellow shining down on small wrinkles, revealing the wholesomely intricate detail of fingertip follicles, each uniquely individual. Fine mist clouds the space between early morning rays and foggy eyed vision.
Picking up where we left off, curious lovers examine all that senses allow, exploring networks of veins and nerves, hidden just below a thin layer of all embracing skin.