Posted by Dianna Taylor on Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Something is important. I can't quite put my finger on it but it is, however,
. I am stuck in a dream-like state on the verge of panic, only catching glimpses of what is on the other side of consciousness. What is it that I can't remember? This inherent global memory that grows bigger as the earth grows older. Disaster, rebirth, the apocalypse, the final death of the universe? Something bad is about to happen. So yeah, I'll paint about it.
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