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Listening to: Czeslaw Spiewa - Maszynka Do Swierkania
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHqTTSjWBvg

Sometimes a distant memory here and there. Perhaps the smell or taste of childhood. The eternal senses, chemical compositions that never change. Chemistry; deeply unstable substances precisely and even predictably explained. Is love chemistry? In what context does this magnanimous experiment take place? The unspeakable unknowable unmanifest that is the realm of heaven? A vision, a sight, because seeing is believing? How beautiful to see and understand because this illusion looks so real. How misleading the very notion and trail of thought from the senses to nonsense - is this how the term originated? But that this does not deny beauty which must always precede thought and invariably be overcome by it.

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