ideograms raze ring of red arms with thin staff lightly clasped between hidden hands. no questions asked. twin triangles leading separate lives. spinning shuriken. sliver of moon cradling single silver star. clock with hands at nine and twelve. dollar sign hemmed in by dotted lines. tunnel without end. dark expanse devoid of light. i don't know what you all are meant to signify. i only know which button makes the cold wind blow. 230801 what's it to you? who go blather from