From Abstraction

From abstraction,
I find my way to
specificity. You know
the feeling, the idea that
simmers into a map of
ideas and then becomes
a conversation about ideals
and then morphs into a particular
state of mind, a zoom effect of the
cartography, falling down from line
to line and finally discovering at
the intersection of a particular
line of latitude and spine of
longitude: there is a picture
of two hands striking an
old keyboard, delivering
letters to a place where
they can actually be
abstractly seen.

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