January 8th, 2016


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I think it's only a nostalgic feeling

the feeling of having forgotten something that tantalizes, remembering only that there was once something you knew

Is something more or less important for having been forgotten? Does it matter more that it's impossible to know what you don't know, when you once knew it?

I think it's a matter of not trusting, a lack of trust not in the future, but perhaps in the present, or the past

misplaced feelings

Is this what it becomes like to be old?

I think I've always been like this


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Music wakes me from the sleep of survival

Candy Claws - Ceres and Calypso in the Deep Time

Tobacco - Maniac Meat

Soft Moon - The Soft Moon