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Feb 03, 2006 02:20



It started with me stabbing a knife into the wall. For a fairly long while, I'd just move it around randomly if I felt like it; playing with it, messing around with it. In time, it'd gain depth and it'd turn a tad bit larger. That'd go on until I could fit a finger. I'd move my finger around in there, make it go in and out along the sides, and so on. It'd gain even more depth and width, and eventually it'd turn fairly smooth and almost completely circular; not a full circle, really, and that causes it to seem even more pefect to me because it seems more "real" because of that.

Thus the birth of that hole. Thus the birth of that world on my wall. The hole really does remind me of a world... quite a bit... it reminds me of mountains, wind, water, sand, all of that jazz. I think it's lovely.

And now that I think about it... the hole, to a lesser extent, also reminds me of a vagina.
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