距離
自分自身の中で未知の形
自律的な連続
心の中に最も微妙なほのめかし
普通だけど．．． ／ 青筋を流れてる正常
中で長々生きてる、距離は減少中、ほのめかしは強化中
どうすることもできない具合、渋々と続けてる
経った瞬間を結実してた
少ない人は、正常の不断を突き砕けるのに直感
locally breaking out but still going along
only the context changes but the feeling remains
how can a door be unlocked when only one key groove fits
even my journalingreflects the distance from which I feel myself
scattered fragmented thoughts
who revises a journal
editing and peer review fit an emotional diary
as much as my key grooves fit my door lock
some grooves fit one day and break off the next
pieces of my replace the grooves
I would give a finger to unlock that door
maybe I'm on the way to that exchange
unmanaged anger
lashing out at a moment's notice
past struggles cloud my judgement
sharp action begins the exchange / crooked finger mirrors the equality of an autonomous continuity
fortitude equal to the source
the foundation where the exchange occurred
between my self and my mind /
mental social isolation surrounds me like a lanturn in the dark