THIS WALL, A VOLUME? IN SPACE? A MANMADE WALL, TO KEEP US IN? SHELTER? PROTECTION? WHERE IS IT? WHAT IS IT? WHERE DOES IT BEGIN? WHEN DOES IT END?
THIS IS A VOLUME THIS VOLUME IS IN A SPACE WHICH IS IN EXISTANCE. IT IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF SPACE EVOLVING…
INTO STRING FROM WALL TO WALL IT ROAMS. IT IS FLUFFY…
NO YOU CANT LICK IT! LICK IT. A PINK BRIGHT LINE FOLLOW THE FLUFF…
TIGHT CONNECTIONS OF SPACE. WHAT IS SPACE? HOW DO WE REARRANGE THIS SPACE?
THIS SPACE IS WONDERFUL IN ITS OWN WAY. IT IS THERE, IT DOESN’T CARE, WHAT IT IS SHAPED LIKE, OR PULLED, OR PUT, IT WORKS…
BY TAKING ONE END, TAKING IT! AND RUNNING WITH IT. WHY DO WE RUN WITH IT?
YES! WE RUN! WE DRINK AND WE CELEBRATE. THIS SPACE RUNS WITH THE FORM.
THEN I PULLED OUT A PEANUT, THEN ATE IT. THIS PEANUT IS A VOLUME...