Geosocial elaborations from the electrically mediated imagination, or simulacrum of harbour sea lions, laughing at me, the walker on a lonely road, the only passerby a police SUV. The driver waved; why was he headed toward the rez so fast that early? The sea lions were definitely laughing...
Recording near the last known filming site of the Third Moon of Endor, but ecological restorationists always approved. To reconcile with what is true, you have to find out! The quiet when you sleep...
May the forest be with you!
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