More matter with less art

to label the moment

some days are better than others.

Catch you tomorrow.

PS: Yes I know how melancholy this song is, but it’s also life-affirming Every time 5:23 to 5:33 comes around I can’t help but breath in, in and in more…there’s no breathing out there. The lungs fill and the meaning of the word conscious (aware of one’s own existence) is writ large. If that’s not enough Pseud’s Corner for y’all, please let me know. I adore Radiohead and I’m not ashamed to admit it.

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