S A S S P R G S T P P E B R A A S I S D T I I K

Similar heats gather close together, wind is blowing above a tall tree, and something calls, pee, pee, sorting the colours of things that were picked up, spraying alcohol into a transparent container and twisting it strongly, particles of light spread out translucently and glow, receiving the shed hair of an animal, giving an animal something made from stone, soil, plants, and air, saying the same thing about what can be seen from the window, thinking of the morning mist in Nagara, finding a dark place, breathing, and becoming darkness, Penpen and Angry-chan are here, while the penguin and the hyrax are by the sea, placing pedestals in the morning sunlight and the night moonlight, on an uninhabited island, exchanging what was found at high tide with what was found at low tide, bundling the dust in this room, this house, and this road, and suspending it in mid-air, recording the pattern of the sky on a weather chart twice a day, approaching a song that is sounding far away, standing before the sound, after a sky burial, drying feathers in a puddle and circling around it, soaking it in the Yodo River and waiting for it to become the temperature of the water, when a hole is found, illuminating it with a large light, a thin and light thing secures a path for the wind, drawing a single line from a black mass, where there is a vortex, raising a large flag, lying on a horizontal tube, with the wind, if something very similar occurs at the sea, a river, a mountain, or an open hill, an LED lights up to signal it, illuminating what is here with the colour of the landscape where one is now.