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Eginnings. Consolidatios, and Other time shapely smoddiness *•

Spatial hearing & the inevitability that the sun sets mainly in a westerly, rises eastish but within doorways of perception therapy, not necessaily in that order
Voices of shutter island room

Something of lapsed ways, disintegrations,  chafe surges of already smarting mind chatter  this morning as every morning awaiting more new old, old new arrivals. what to do? ritually cheese off the ninety three percent  as a seven percent brit, according to Arts Council Britain.  Probably less percent if considering materials cobbled;  rust crumble, paint peelings, limbless dolls with found limbs, headlessmannequin with inverted nipple  awaiting an arrival of sorts, perhaps mosaics pinkted from Viv Westwood printed collections of fancifully adorned bondage,  over a skin of skillish fibresparkle glimpses in old lady pink. i am sure i have left the iron on!
Clean Slate