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Going thru the last months' recordings--- there's a tone in there that tongues some mouths I hadn't quite expected. This is good. This is when the head starts making suggestions. It's occasionally preempted by the vitamin D and sunspin triangulating moments to be sure, but tall tangents aside, the tides have an overture that's mebby less silly. I don't mean silly in a bad way per se--- humor has to ride the rinse in order to fully launder and leave the soles fairly less dirtsome. Alphabets do a bit of Q's and I's; all well and good. But that overture? Funny skies. The re orderings and recordings have a day today, saying what they will, making shapes that collectively have a set of stripes I'd only been privy to by subconscious reasonings. The whole? Feeling it. Curious what the last several years of engaging and secrecy have done to pathways...
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