This power function that you indulge in and avoid. Sleep must blink, while you ride. What isn’t sleep slips past, or almost. You can think about numbers and those who turned dreams. Freud wrote a book about himself eating olives, confusing sleep. Down time miasma listed in visual expression without time. Or if time existed, you could record the pictures and gaze upon an unreliable field. You can’t run in your sleep because, but only for your own good. Are you then good at all or has tectonic shifts created new plenary place. Focus! You are awake now, or should be. You were all day, now sleep time fashions evocations of straining just to meet. This plain of advantage sustains rest and relief. The village in you endures.
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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