this house is a machine that i don t understand i just live inside it and hope it won t kill me wires and windows lighting and concrete and piles of blueprints built on monuments and seeds someone i ve never met built where i put my bed and that scares me to death there are corners of the room i ve never been to they could house anything like currents of symmetry every exit is an entrance and all the clocks are wrong if i could say that all these things make me afraid of everything