That coincidence, between the random and specific, captivates, most likely because of the fulfillment of expectations, akin to being guided by a shadow, always containing the capacity to shift the moulds prone as they may be, strained, malleable, pressed together, albeit without any perceptible tightness due to an array of attention grabbing contraptions tempered, if at all willing, with some interaction leading to alignment mentality, susceptible whims, seeking singular yet homogeneous happening moments displaced, actually, projected slightly off or out of steps, repeated, departed from indetermination, unfazed by the compliance toward zero connectivity compensated, otherwise, with all the heavy lifting left over from the main stream if played alongside the currently occurring semblance called normality as long as the roles are siloed, in apropos spaces related in detail, determined by denominations, or not at all, deteriorated to a point of passing on, moving along, igniting mostly bursts, of immediacy concentrated on distractions, not anywhere at once but nowhere all the time, so bearing witness to it while the transit, or enough movement, layers onto desires serialized as habits, traceable necessity, instantly gratified and quickly disposed of, ether rather than to gather, gaps, filled up with lapses placed upon decidedly opaque placidity, none again becoming a standard, with obvious expected results ranging from a median extracted out of mass values distilled down to the basics, or a starting point, where wonder can lead to reflections, think again.
[2025/05/01-31]