iIf you look at this image from a distance (have it a little smaller) and as if the angle was upwards at it with a horizon and no depth past that it is kind of the edge... That edge lip feeling is similar to the feeling of or is the feeling of dream... Like a depthless but movable and geographical space or how spaces are shrunken and textured like indoor childrens play areas or are airless you are moving at a standstill leaping around in airless and gravityless depthless timeless "space" which is a dimness lightless and you project in the idea of light but tahts just difference in contour
Driving on West Ox Road with navy on the left in parallax and left behind you sitting at the beveled meet of 2 roads one coming out from back-wards-space from some kind of older further and darker forested mass. Foreign, away, tucked,
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