Tuesday, 18 March 2014
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When a fluid is heated it expands, much like us humans. We get angry and
a situation can expand into something it didn't have to be. The air we breathe
sometimes expands a bit too much for me and I suddenly feel light yet alert.
Something as simple as respiring oxygen and nitrogen becomes too much for me to
handle and it feels as though they are burning holes through my lungs. When a fluid
is heated it expands, much like us humans. I wonder if it's the same for
flowers too, if they savour the glucose they make, or does it cause the blood
to curse through their veins, similarly... When a fluid is heated it expands,
much like us humans. I bet the moon feels it too. On a humid, summer's night
when the sun is no longer shining, does the moon feel the air in which it hangs
expanding? Expanding into darkness which should never be seen by anyone, a
darkness which not even dying stars can resuscitate. When a fluid is heated it
expands, much like me. I become angry and upset and too fragile to function.
One minute, two minutes, ten. The fluid will cool down eventually, I'll be cold
but it will stop soon and I'll be able to breathe again.
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