NGC Written Notes 3:33pm (No Music) 17/03/2023 (01)
I sat down and sketched for a while, and whenever I look up I'm right in it. The it is nebulous, as anything interesting & wide is, but there's a distinct sense of being in a separate state / place / fusion-of-the-both. The heat haze at the edges of my vision helps that. Lots of insects making a fizzing, cracking bed of energy & Hi-pitch. Constant reminder of microscopic life: like hearing the energy in cell bonds, or atomic gravity, or bolts of impossible light all around. Sounds, & world, feel both inside & outside of my head. Everything could be happening in my inner eardrum. How would I know! ;~). Flies are diminishing as the evening goes on. Used to be lots, some going for my eyes or secluded mouth. The slowly goldening light is relaxing and matches the existing colours of grass. Actually, I don't think it's sunset at all. The grass just feels that way. Eternal Golden light, like the 'Forever Kingdom' box art [Link: https://www.mobygames.com/game/49116/forever-kingdom/cover/group-75092/cover-203194/]. Bugs are allowing themselves to get closer as I sit. One makes a repeat slapping sound. I can never see them, which adds to the invisible-energy-field-feel. I'm leaning forward, jacket draped over my shoulders w/ hood on to protect self from further neck-sunburn. I feel public-hermetic. It's nice to see nobody, it strengthens the feel. Makes the will of the landscape more apparent when I'm not being pulled sideways by social gravities. *Triple downwards curving arrows*. Feels like there's a seal-film wrapping the circle, and having been in this long, I now need to push & force my way back out and through. It's a strong place. :~).