end

i have no sense of end. i start on an idea/dialogue/work/whatever with full steam and then as the brain empties its thoughts into the receptacle of words/artifact/whatever, the steam now used up, the pen stops and thats my end. like here... with three dots... done...

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ou phrontis said…
I don't know . . .

You tell me :)
ou phrontis said…
that's so bloody profound. . .

do spaces between the dots produce more steam??
Ajinkya said…
they make up for the lack of steam actually :P
the limbo. the nothingness that separates substance.
Ajinkya said…
they make up for the lack of steam actually :P
the limbo. the nothingness that separates substance.

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