MyTurtleSwimsUpsideDown

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Cake day: March 7th, 2024

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  • “The only garbage I see floating out there is his supporter’s — his, his demonization of Latinos is unconscionable, and it’s un-American.”

    It definitely came out sounding wrong. The mid-sentence correction from “supporter’s demonization” to “his demonization” does make it sound like “supporters” (without the apostrophe), but i don’t think he ever intended to call any individuals garbage. Just actions.









    • The ball was red and smooth and uniform and shaded like it had been painted there or drawn with colored pencil.
    • the gender of the person was indeterminate, perhaps leaning female
    • they did not have a definite look to describe, it was more a concept of a person. They were a featureless, fuzzy, void-white silhouette adorned only by a similarly featureless light blue t-shirt, black pants and black hair, all so ill-defined it was as if they they had been hastily cut from craft paper and slapped over top the glowing form. Like the color scheme of the fitness boxing mascot, but the more simplified form of South Park Canadians, and more amorphous.
    • the ball was slightly larger than a baseball but smaller than a softball
    • the table was rectangular, of beige ‘wood’ with a light grain, and very sharp edges. It looked distinctly like it was out of a low poly video game.

    Important question: The ball and table were distinct and known but oddly not “real-life”. The person was very indistinct and the gender is merely speculation. The edges defining their arms and hands became more defined as they approached and interacted with the ball. The color and form of the clothing and hair manifested then too.

    Interestingly, I “know” the visualization took place in my kitchen, in an orientation different than my actual kitchen table. I saw the light from the windows Illuminate the table and the ball, and I could tell where I was in the space watching it happen, but the kitchen wasn’t there and neither was I. The table, ball and person appeared alone in a murky dark void.