wilt flux it seems i'm close to doing what it is i feel i should be doing, but failing it particular ways. like performing in an arena that can't convey my voice. analyzing language, theorizing thought. but i almost completely lack surfaces to reflect and refract these imaginings through. and instead of focusing on seeking out how to rectify this, i'm holing up and walling myself in. i feel i'm lacking some particular form of balance, and i can't quite figure out what it is, let alone express it. 111129 what's it to you? who go blather from