Our second journey came and went in the bat of an eye. We entered a time warp and came out the other side somehow schooled in a new way of perception separate and distinct from that of the first journey.
Limbs find it hard to move, time
Slow, tempo unfound
Beat existent but elusive.
Confused about what it is I'm trying to find, yet
Amazement at beauty found in crevice, cracking
Intellect, snapping to attention
Reawakened to awareness.
Freshly made mind set.
New eyes, or merely wiped clean
Glaze surrendered to dystopian light,
Era of unrest professed.
I also continued to think about borders - how/why we make them. How borders are related to the way in which we experience space, why it is that we try to interpret space in this way. I thought about the difference between different kinds of borders and how borders are frames that alter the way we experience space. I also thought about how I can employ borders to communicate ideas of utopia.