You know Jack, it's easy to dismiss these posts without reading them but they are here to stay. Well, they are here at the moment. Okay, they appear on this back-lit screen and are stored as a mathematical equation in a machine somewhere. Heck, that makes it even easier for the purpose of these postings to be lost.
There's always an artist who claims that his or her work is driven by a desire to examine "practice". That's what these postings are, practice. It's as if I'm writing musical scales every day. Sometimes a word orphrase willput me in mind ofsomething, and a tangent carries usaway...
Alright, canijustsaythatmyspacebarisnotworkingverywellontheleftsideandi'mnotusedto
hittingitwithmyrightthumbandit'sveryannoying?!!
It's hard to make strange space-sounds with a vacuum-cleaner-trumpet suffering a broken chord!
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