Retro week. Into the archives for things from times past. The infinite space between the Hill and the Lake is calling....Must be Spring.
Between the heights and the depths, there is a fine line of interaction, balanced between opposites. This is where life tends to happen, taking its stand in the stagnant pools and craggy niches.
Living is as much about the projections of ideals and shades of horrors as it is the interface between the one and the many.
My one to your many,...may we always remember this complex, adaptive landscape and revel in our respective fitness to exist, here and now.
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