(futuremind photography)


This was a 10 minute free-flow poem that was nagging at me while cooking dinner. Sometimes I get the "nag" to free-flow. I'm not sure if this is the correct terminology, but basically, I just let the words come. Sometimes, words come that I don't always know the meaning to, but when I check the definition, they are used in context more often than not. So this is a fascinating experience for me, and usually leaves me feeling relaxed afterwards.
I never say the meaning of my free-flow writes, because the meaning isn't always clear, and I feel that if I express my meaning, it could potentially influence your perception in a way which might not be as meaningful, so I always leave it open for interpretation. This one, I'm quite sure I know the meaning. Nonetheless, It was enjoyable, and the image I took yesterday at the laundromat seemed perfect.

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