Sure, it didn’t matter if I waited. So, I waited. All at once, everything happened. A car went by, then another, then another. It was as if folks lived around there. I was surprised. I gave a shriek! One of the cars stopped. The back door opened. “Care for a lift?” “Sure, why not.”
08/23/12 The arrival about time.
08/23/12 The swooshes for pleasured.
08/23/12 The movement berserker.
08/23/12 The approach the most.
08/23/12 The passing on buys time.
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The year is 2013. Here is a season’s greeting card, from my hand to yours, virtually. This is the Year of the Snake, so here’s a mechanical-esque version. It’s been awhile since I did any graphic design.
12/31/12 Graphicly animal.
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After nearly two years of filming shorts with Andrew Board Shooting Point Films launched. Did you notice?
11/03/12 Entered.
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Everything has support. Nothing exists in isolation. Planets will collide. Humans will evolve. Opinions will be expressed.
10/26/12 The windows floated by.
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Who was this person? Maybe I’ll meet him or her one day. Maybe we’ll become friends. Maybe he or she will come to my house and we’ll chat about movies.
10/24/12 Rides bye bye.
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We’re here to take you where you want to go. We never move. We’re fixed. Our experiences move around us. Come on.
10/18/12 Available to take you.
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Light gives us an understanding of a moment. Our neighborhood looks different after it rains than when it’s dry. Always in flux – the “look” of physicality. Anything considered a moment later is not the same thing; as the particular way light reflects off objects demonstrates, for which is but the visual interaction; there are other traits to consider as well. No two things occupy the same space at the same time, or so say some folks.
10/17/12 Looks like it rained, because the streets look shiny, and that’s the reason why it looks like it rained.
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What is human made? What is in control? Everything is working together. Everything is in control, except us. What is born completely, independently of us? Where are the ideas that exist outside of our imagination? They’re manifest around us. Our boundaries. We see these shapes, pressures, hues, fragrances; we ponder our relationship with these experiences. That pondering; that’s it. The connection between warm and cold, the point where hilarity becomes seriousness. There’s a place where it’s not this, but that. It’s no longer there, but here. The divide. The edge. The reality of binary threshold.
10/15/12 Beams support foliage.
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All moments are born and die and that’s the thing that we see because we’re the ones that are involved and that doesn’t meant that others are not involved because yes it’s energy ever transcending.
10/09/12 Plants don’t last as long as honey, unless you consider this moment as never ending.
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I didn’t snow, it snowed.
01/23/12 It snowed and snowed and stuck. I giddied like a school girl. They giddy a lot.
01/23/12 It snowed on the street below my feet.
01/23/12 Snow fell on the ground outside my house. Way to go, nature.
01/24/12 Next morning, just before I didn’t jump.
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Buildings are built. Machines aid in this pursuit. We enjoy the fruits of the labor. Our time on Earth is enhanced. The symbiosis is complete.
01/12/12 Equipped.
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Light hits and bounces. Our eyes receive the rays. The energy is transferred as information. Our minds interpret. Our understanding is who we are.
01/01/12 A view unparked.
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