Walking on the highway, where the cars rush by, the trucks gruntle and the scooties cry out loud. The lights tremble and shiver with the chill of the flashing sparks...hoping the flash would dim a little and let the spark be alot more gentler.
However, nothing happens. I keep walking and the light keeps travelling. Different sounds, different voices, different beliefs forming a new perceptual revelation.
I keep walking.
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