day after day, week after week, after many builds and many attempts to find out what and why silas builds these Lengthway machines etc...
a drunken night.. Silas finally lets on, "I DONT KNOW" okay? im afraid.. i see this as a pathway, a glint through this boring construct around us.. IM bored here.. you know? I can feel the river rushing all around me, and im just stuck here alone with my thoughts... if there is something here, permeating , observing, piercing this fabric we know,... atleast they will know I tried to speak to it.. I tried to have song with it.
you know how art decorates space (3D).. and music decorates time (4D).. Im trying to decorate the next dimension for her maybe? Im just trying to connect to something. There is a radio inside my heart and every now and again i hear music...
For a very young man to observe this old man broken down, but also bolstered with hope, through his own genius/madness is a beautiful Romantic example to live through.
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