Relationships matter. Here, pathways
(or lack of them) collide but may not necessarily have designated locations
within or of each other. Consistency is not the goal. In this way pathways
might be: (1) a series of words conjoined that (2) also resemble a larger
story. But maybe not. I suddenly fell for facts.[1]
This is all just a funny little line
between unicursal and multicursal movement; or a single hand beckoning from the
end of the labyrinth, around hedges and small stones. You might need to lean to
the right a bit, or the left, to see the hand. Lines are not sensible when they
are broken into pieces![2]Did you lean? If I ask you to lean too many times, will you stop liking me? You
would tell me, wouldn’t you?
Here is a list of things I know to be true:
I broadcast from the enclosure! One
that can be reassembled because medium sized stones are difficult but still
capable of movement. You might say, the stones are of small size, smaller than
middle sized but bigger than smaller size. The ground is level and with slight
give to the foot. One need not worry about what will happen underfoot, things
such as: texture, changes of surface, grade, elevation, height of grass, these do
not matter. The general feeling is of security.[3]
