Up temple attain minds
Reality the half-felt face
Yourself the you in code
Depths begin the With and Where
Like it to well-crafted colour
Their magic well in past is thrown
Before buckle-trigger eyes
Spin celestial fluttering each enclave
Me sweet stars here forever dust
Palm artery of caressed fields
Smallest secret things swirled red
In far passion seeking dreams
And alchemists hope reach
Causing streetlight infused floral magic

Up temple attain minds Reality the half-felt face Yourself the you in code Depths begin the With and Where Like it to well-crafted colour Their magic well in past is thrown Before buckle-trigger eyes Spin celestial fluttering each enclave Me sweet stars here forever dust Palm artery of caressed fields Smallest secret things swirled red In far passion seeking dreams And alchemists hope reach Causing streetlight infused floral magic

I Am a Bench

Hi, I’m James and this is my personal journal.
I have difficulty sometimes with words, so I wanted to keep a journal that wouldn’t involve them. Instead I try to communicate by improvising a piece of music every week.
Some call it ambient and post-rock. It has things in common with those, and others. Abstract and impressionist, it changes.
It’s me, recorded most often in a moment and not repeated, it contains all the happy accidents* that occur with this sort of thing. It often has a soothing effect and is meant to be listened to, but can work in the background.
Check out other things I do at <a href="https://strangetextures.com/">strangetextures.com</a>.

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Personal Journals

Hi, I’m James and this is my personal journal. I have difficulty sometimes with words, so I wanted to keep a journal that wouldn’t involve them. Instead I try to communicate by improvising a piece of music every week. Some call it ambient and post-rock. It has things in common with those, and others. Abstract and impressionist, it changes. It’s me, recorded most often in a moment and not repeated, it contains all the happy accidents* that occur with this sort of thing. It often has a soothing effect and is meant to be listened to, but can work in the background. Check out other things I do at strangetextures.com.

Hi, I’m James and this is my personal journal.
I have difficulty sometimes with words, so I wanted to keep a journal that wouldn’t involve them. Instead I try to communicate by improvising a piece of music every week.
Some call it ambient and post-rock. It has things in common with those, and others. Abstract and impressionist, it changes.
It’s me, recorded most often in a moment and not repeated, it contains all the happy accidents* that occur with this sort of thing. It often has a soothing effect and is meant to be listened to, but can work in the background.
Check out other things I do at <a href="https://strangetextures.com/" rel="noopener noreferrer">strangetextures.com</a>.

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