A corner of the bedroom becomes a landscape.
Zoomed in for handheld ghostliness.
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"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
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Ooooh it looks like a pincone! Or is it a sideview of an ananda chakra?
It's a Rorschach test.
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