spazieren gehen dog gone walkabouts another chance gone begging another live in romance gone awry words on a page the message has been chewed up and spat out no longer able to carry altered in its arrangement figure distorted nonsense forming emotion all this logic surely came out of illogic a chaotic miss a primordial is and so logic still sits in this mess unable to lift itself out of the context from which it was derived e+ stopping on each corner just to peer into a kneipe an out of the way place a football field concrete sand cut down goals an arrangement of play no need to run as far overlapping repetitive actions and plays cannot stop them all a matter of odds and conditions variable framework without formal certainty that is the conditions upon which the result relies are unknown in measurable quantities informal indicators of skill and performance a masked utopia for outlying parameters of qualification searching out avenues of participation i just need better pr or a spokesperson on the outer rim with all those tyres hitting the ground something to feedback the gear changes pressure on the rim from the brakes the continue cutting underneath from bitumen to pavement to cobbles to earth never enough earth feel grass underfoot these souls were designed to pick something up out of the heart and feed ourselves a plant nutrient resource getting a hold digging into the ground a little bit of down time marching about underneath the passageways the cellars open air grills dog piss dribbling through another little reminder unplanned consequences alright for the well trained those that uphold standards of behaviour but the lines are never quite there only partially placed on this side of the subjectivity and anything enforcing codes ought to be resisted at any rate the crippling of institutional freedom by lust and greed of the individual the rampant egotism under organisation and partial satisfaction illusion and disillusionment the passage is a little too long  ¶ 3:56 am