.d.
.latest.
.older.
.tell.me.
.sell.me.
.dirt.
.mylove.
.c'mon.
.me.

.sponsor me.
.PLEASE.

2003-10-10 - 6:40 p.m.

standing on line waiting to pick up my visa, i wached silent protesters of falun gong do tai chi with their eyes closed, in perfect unison. they were all in their seventies. they come and do this all day, every day, during business hours. so that people like me, people entering their homeland, have some idea of what is important.

everything is slowly coming together. social plans continue. packing and down-scaling, saying goodbye's, cycling all over the city.

i'm tired. i'm excited. i'm sad. i'm happy. i'm lonely already. i'm connected as fuck. i'm in love with everything and nothing. everyone and no one. i am dreaming this all...

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