Small things..

Sometimes it takes a few days to find your own thoughts in another persons wordscape..

''It is always the small details that make the biggest differences.'' - Brooke Shaden

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The curious case of Something..

You are an amazing piece of Something.. and I represent you.. flesh and bone.. and the word goes both ways.. I am a representation of You and a mediator.. yet I am talking to you as if or exactly to myself.. Nothing I say about you is enough, not even what I've just said.. You are sifting yourself through endless amounts of filters.. the sifted.. the sifter.. the poetry of both.. the blind filters inoculated into bewilderment .. the semi-seers.. the seers.. the sages.. Those that know every word they speak is just a filter that filters you out.. The art of finer and finer filters.. the ones who disappear de-filtering their perception into Something.. And even now you are filtering what you just said about yourself.. as if something could be ''wrong''?! Redundant or missing? So an extra filter get's placed to filter the filtered.. and I am it.. here with my phospholipids.. Perhaps someone might do a keyword search for phospholipids and find it in a very unorthodox place talking about someone who is talking to herself in the mirror via the keyboard..