I sit and I say nothing. I sleep but I'm listening. They don't see this, but I've become a database for inspiration, the only inspiration they need to be independent. Which comes as a surprise considering the whole concept of me is to depend on them the way they think they depend on each other: but that's not real. Without leaving this living room I know the entire universe. I have a sense of it so full it could swallow my domesticity. I am just a prop in this show that's my home, but as much as I am, I still am an integral vessel of the natural world. Thank god. God is me, you, them, and the space in between... that's how we use each other.
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