What bizarre circumstances compel people to try to reconjure what just can't quite be reconjured, or to accidentally reconjure without the intention of doing so? How strange, to seem to be stuck in a feeling or situation or circumstance...or, alternatively, to feel as if life is going by too fast to ever be stuck anywhere, ever again! Amusement park. Monastery. Lecture hall. Classroom. Garden. Body? (XX, XY, or...?) C'est la vie. To dance or eat or drink or hike or do the duties of your job or do something for the earth.
We are glued, fixed, cemented, stuck on it.
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