PlayGround
Once I walked past old, large, trees
And into an old green park
I glanced at the huge, old trees
How huge they are & also dark…
I returned my eyes to the playground
Then checked my watch..
I always feel , sound wave/ambience/sonic tapestry is my 2nd language, before learning how to feed /nurture/culture the machine ,I decided to write something within my known realm.
I have tried to build an imaginary state through noises -where all the data/knowledges are like villi,which are fenestrated in to a space (playground) & gradually the ‘knowledge’ rises..
I am in search of a way to talk,interact with the ‘knowledge’ , And this is my ‘language’ to approach!
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