change

for tiger translate.

I've also been busy reworking my final year project, drawing on trains. I find that nobody stares, I can do anything on trains.

I'm thinking along the lines of something I wrote as a subconscious doodle in the very first History of Great Inventions lecture.

"My monstrous heart
my monstrous heart
my monstrous heart
is not big enough
to take you in more than five days."

The full story coming up shortly.

a study: claustrophobia

How interesting that claustrophobia, when collided into itself, is a chaos trap.

This is your claustrophobia:
not getting too near me,

like the hikikomori perhaps,
will your earth shake if you let me in?

good lookers

I can't do a thing
so i will just have to look at you

for the ____ of typography

is made up of people who cry but hold on
and things that will start if you let them
and thorns that will turn into flowers if you let them

Nobody gets it right all the way. But love is a growing thing. So keep trying, and let it grow.

re-route

one campaign is not enough to tell all the stories i want to tell.
there is so much more.
there are the single fathers who come to be better men.
there are the children with no siblings, who come for a taste of it.
there are the abused children who grow up to help other abused children.
there are the parts of me that cannot understand or forgive.

there are only three more months.
but i think it's worth changing my route for.