Pictures, mirages, timeless, cameras

I still look for stereograms in the most normal-looking of pictures. While I learn to drive, I get to see more mirages on the road, shimmer after shimmer. I bought some paint called "timeless".

Sometimes the whole world looks so beautiful it hurts to look at it. A building next to a tree seen from a train; a glistening ringpull; a strange looking mushroom; a "fireman's switch"; a girl wearing bright pink tights; and so on, for a few seconds at a time. I try to blink it away, but then think of the photos that some people take (such as xgray), how they capture a world that always seems to look pretty, and wonder if caffeine is my equivalent to having a camera.

1. Call yourself

I sat in a darkened room, calling out my name, over and over. Sometimes it was fast and sometimes slow, but I was calling myself. Somehow a weird feeling, in some way addictive, like there were two of me, that someone else was calling me, except it was just me. Just me sitting there, calling my name, alone in the dark.

Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi

Now I am calling myself on a darkened screen.