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Architecture of Cities: Mapping Beauty XXVII

An afternoon with a Guggenheim.

 My continuous affliction: A companion of constant amusement: My nightmares appears: Awakening to eyes in panic mode: The fractional psychosis that is eternally embedded is part “…Cuckoo’s Nest”, part a little bit of heaven. Not a moment passes when I am not acutely aware of a photograph(s)to be made. My eyes arrive each morning and depart each evening: The slow contemplative and the reflexes on steroids expose daily captures. The choreography begs to be seen.

I experience accelerative movements in most cities and countries. My eyes cozy behind the black curtains- -The home of shutter-releases heard at one thousandth or three or four seconds. It may be like meditating: Invaluable pleasures measured as in a collective of former dreams: Mind and body experiences anew: Destinations near- -I am alone- -again.

If I was a child again, I might surround myself with Kenneth Grahame’s anthropomorphic four> The willows in the wind- -yes The Wind in the Willows: The  animated stirrings about- -Four imps of nature and aberrations: Hand in hand a fantasy becomes the possibilities of the unimaginable: The........

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