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Since you know you will go back it's just a question of how. Make use of what you can remember of what you've seen here, then make use of forgetting every bit of it, is the only advice we give. You'll remember all you need to about returning here when you begin to return, after all. No one is ever confused about what this place is once in it. No one forgets how to remember it when near. The bend to that weed in the snow by the woods. The blank space in the list of songs. The coastal city you're sure - more than sure - was inland. A same few things will start it.

After exhausting our same few avenues of dissipation the only use is looking at what's left behind. And not at how it matters, since it doesn't, but how it will, thus does. Looking at how it all goes on without you. And yet it lacks something. That something isn't you but you can become that thing. Anyone could if they saw what you see from here. Everyone does for a day, was a saying we had when we bothered to say. That first day back is the one day we hesitate before mocking. Here where we mock days on and on forever. Or did till it felt like the day for that was past.

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Saw my first movie in ... could it be months? No, I saw "This is 40" a few weeks ago. Anyway, it was "Uncle Boonmee Who Recalls His Past Lives."

Really, really wish I'd just read a summary of it by someone who got it. A one to two paragraph one. Jesus.

I feel I did get it but who knows, right. Restoration to the two things that are ever happening, which soon enough become one thing. We multiply ourselves to get away from that. Shiny lights and whatnot.

Maybe my attention span was enlarged therapeutically or something. I did stop making up conversations and personalities for the woolgathering characters about halfway in, but possibly that was just my cerebellum flickering out.