And if there happens to be a somebody you haven't seen in a year in the next room, well then. It all reduces to who you want to spend time with, for any reason at all. I find myself walking the grey streets with a sister who amounts to --in one little finger-- more than any passle of your usual stampfaced typewriters, and I wonder why I do not move to Portland. People move across the country for their wives, husbands, girlfriends, reptiles; why does nobody relocate to live next-door to a sister?
Stories go remembered, sleeping patterns are interlocking, and eating across the table from each other is the closest one will ever get to two people eating simultaneously across the table from themselves.

I walked around Washington in the rain today asking people if they are interested in cheap health care. Note: I am not SELLING cheap health care, only lobbying with the state government to get a bill passed, allowing people to get sick without going broke. But I am still a commie pinko rat bastard. The richer the person I talk to, the bigger commie pinko I am. I cant believe there are people in this world who live like this. Tonight I wanted to cry while knocking heads together, so furious was I at the willfull ignorance that exists in 97% of society. How many people did not even open their doors but instead gargled muffled excuses from inside their plywood mansions, how many infuriatingly servile asian wives looked at me as if I was holding a gun instead of a pen as they pled allegiance to their husbands gag orders, how many people simply do not care, and state as much? How can you disagree with "more affordable health care"?

The idea is a confluence of ideas' unconstrained by the affected drollery rampant in most galleries of thought, yet a hall in which girded guiding beams hang from the high ceilings on systems of ropes and pulleys, allowing for a constant shifting of walls and rearrangement of the spaces between.