Teeming seems arresting in the moment but Water gathers in the gravity. All gravity apportions into meaning to. You drink, you cool, you rest. Entropy fills in peace. Radiant ground opens, a source appears, a name begins. Rock provides stasis in the livery of time. Have you looked forever in your shortest glance? Lodgers of gather in praxis shimmer. Landscape steers. Where somewhere has been: you could be racing. A leaf, a feather, once here. The end of stopping startles. Generosity. Stars fly expressly above the venturesome, attracted by the musical stylings of moss. Just moss, not lesser deities. Practicar muse formulation in so many, or few, words. Words. Les fruits et légumes qui ne sont pas vendables sont jetés.
Walking is not walking if Gertrude chooses not to walk. The premise: Gertrude Stein is not walking. She may be on a boat, not walking, crossing the wide ocean sea. Leaving inevitable France but not walking. Dramatic but not walking. Sentenced but not walking. There were days of walking but not this day. Reading or just looking but not walking.There were sentences full of walking but not walking. Talking maybe but not walking in or out. A time lived and walking was done then if not now. It was a doing and it was a done. Not forgetting Alice who may have had walking done or even doing. The annals say Leo Stein walked along, up to and including the degree of not walking, along. Those flower names walked along, Matisse, Picasso, Laurencin, in varieties. An adding war or two closed or opened anything jump. Apollinaire in the historical. Languages of shapes and sizes bounding for just the time and a little beyond. And that was the how sentence. In that time but also forward until readi...
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