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sonicle: discomfort zone

he doesn’t quite understand why when everyone else seems to be having fun, he slips deeper into discomfort. the greater the party, the deeper his melancholy.

sonicle: misplaced_bookmark

it was unusual in shape and only suited one book. i lost it. in its stead, i bought a new bookmark from a matchbox man. the £2 were worth it. if only i could misplace the new bookmark, too. a chain reaction of sorts.

sonicle: cosey conduit

having no history, he ought to be excited about what lies in store; at least that’s what she said, and when she did, he transformed into a conduit.

sonicle: akfak’s faustian drip

risk averse boy one day makes dangerous decisions. biting his nails, he awaits the demons’ arrival.

sonicle: a soundscape of hunger

even to the outside world, he is an outsider.

sonicle: the importance of importance

how important is importance? does it matter? does such a thing exist?

sonicle: erase eye number zero

daruma’s blind eye sees red. erasing blindness is imperative to seeing things in black and white.

sonicle: rainspatter

another ode to sound and/or noise and/or music. the end of another week brings rain to my window. it patters. it spatters. and i can’t sleep.

sonicle: running around in circles 1-4

meandering the geometry of music, i find myself running around in circles: perhaps silence is the ultimate aesthetic expression of sound.

run one:

run two:

run three:

run four:

sonicle: not as cold as expected

my new home is not as cold as i had expected it to be. hours later i realise that i must have spoken too soon.