domingo, 26 de octubre de 2008

Just the horizon over the surface. I'm tracing lines between the bright spots in the sky. It became my favourite sport, I'm playing it for long. Shapes arise, some known, some new. I hear a beep in the panel, there's something there. I've never seen that kind of signal. Trying to decode, feels a bit familiar. It overwhelms my senses. Maybe my instruments are not accurate enough. Wait, I've seen that before, it's one of them. Now I'm playing with the wheel, flipping my coin. I can't see... the least of my concerns.