You Wouldn't Understand

Living in the uninterrupted by the complaints of in-valiant oppositionist, who have neither time nor want of such things, the hands explore vocabularies for things as simple as describing a silence in the moments where breathing is the rhythm of their thinking and the release from mandatory requirements to be, to think, to say this or that to appease and please a critic who is, was and will never be satisfied in the moments of anyone other than its self.

Jade Jaspers

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