Brains On the Ground
mind under control
here i sit not giving a sh-t
(t-rump'd this morning : )
trying to describe unpredictability
randomness...irrationality
the real and or the imaginary
the stuff of life
central nervous system and mind
logics matrix of mathematical digits
the balance is real
dimensions....constants
context...content
fractal scales
reality frequencies
(visited an old fishing spot today : )
stan sand
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