Scent Walking at the North end of Hyde Park today there was the scent of a flower. I was filled with attraction. Instantly I wanted more, I tried to have more but it would not come. Consciously my mind deconstructed the experience and recorded it ,compared to the experience it was Braille. My attraction had peaked. But to say peaked implies a rate of change, but attraction, chemical mathematics is not susceptible to calculus. Like Tan seeks its tangent, I shall seek attraction, but I know that only off guard will I feel it.
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