All that is solid melts into air.
Be here now.
Currently, I am looking for a direction, trying to steer my subconscious into creating a master plan for a town. My subconscious wants to make this master plan out of white porcelain, to look at it, and to drop it on the floor to see where it breaks. I want to open the thing up to itself, watch it flooded by light and air, exposed.
These two quotes have been useful in mediating the impulse.
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