aspiration and difficulty

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Generally, the thematic topography developing offline into my metonymy of irregular webpages seems to have no ending, as others’ ideas come into the gardening, shifting the hues of perspective or the horizonal point drawing excursion into transposed excursion. The Perpetual Project elates and stills.

Some story of real lives becomes a Letter of letters in some happy mix of discourse and gardening (topological childsplay). With humility and audacity, the genesis of its vocabulary flowers into a poetic of our early century, drawing peaks of other genres—psychological, philosophical, and literary—into a singular way of doing a godly prattle in a love of enhancing humanity.

Seems doable.