Placeholder: [very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] My sister, by the chiming kinks Of the Atlantic Ocean, takes in light. Beyond her, wreathed in algae, links on links Of breakers meet and disconnect, foam through bracelets Of seabirds.The wind sinks. She does not feel the change At once. It will take time. My sister, Stirring briefly to arrange Her towel, browns like a chicken, under fire. [very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] My sister, by the chiming kinks Of the Atlantic Ocean, takes in light. Beyond her, wreathed in algae, links on links Of breakers meet and disconnect, foam through bracelets Of seabirds.The wind sinks. She does not feel the change At once. It will take time. My sister, Stirring briefly to arrange Her towel, browns like a chicken, under fire.

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[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] My sister, by the chiming kinks Of the Atlantic Ocean, takes in light. Beyond her, wreathed in algae, links on links Of breakers meet and disconnect, foam through bracelets Of seabirds.The wind sinks. She does not feel the change At once. It will take time. My sister, Stirring briefly to arrange Her towel, browns like a chicken, under fire.

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I thought to myself What could that mean? Am I going crazy Or is this just a dream? Now wait a minute I know I'm lying in a field of grass somewhere So it's all in my head And then I heard her say one more time
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ink haiku: the post apocalyptic lacy Chinese lantern, alone in the dark of the shore, competes with the full Moon
Le bruit de l’eau, froid, Éclabousse sur les rochers; Les poissons s’enfuient.
[Renaissance, a Sir, a pond] Who was I? Where was I?… The landscape was totally unknown to me, even my body was unfamiliar. What forces brought me here? I searched my mind for memories… There was something there, but it was too clouded… A name… I scanned the horizon. A distant structure rose out of the mists. As evening approached I came upon an enigmatic oasis with a fountain.
Even in dreams, panic crept in.
capbreton, la piste: [seen from the space sky] a good swell, nice waves
Haiku: Le bruit de l’eau, froid, Éclabousse sur les rochers; Les poissons s’enfuient.
The chills that you spill up my back keep me filled With satisfaction when we're done Satisfaction of what's to come I couldn't ask for another No, I couldn't ask for another (You know that's right) Your groove I do deeply dig No walls, only the bridge My supper dish, my succotash wish (Sing it, baby) I couldn't ask for another (Uh huh, uh huh) No, I couldn't ask for another
My eyes flutter open, and I find myself nestled on the sandy shores of Pandora. The rhythmic symphony of crashing waves greets my awakening, their soothing melody filling my ears. The salty air caresses my skin, awakening my senses to the wonders of this enigmatic world. As I rise from the artificial egg, my bare feet sink into the soft grains of sand, grounding me to the earth beneath me. Each step I take brings me closer to the edge of the vast ocean that stretches out before me, its azure dep
a transparent wave seen from below [vintage style noisy scratches glitches, Shot the texture and then rewound the film and double exposed]
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