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[master_gopher]

I've been doing volunteer work in the art gallery - helping install new paintings - and it leaves a very odd impression. I am constantly reminded of doing theatre lighting, because it all has to function well for the audience (also there is never enough space, time or funding). But I also feel very much un-alive. We handle everything with white

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[hermetico_lobo]

Lighting was more fun, from the sounds of it :p

I don't tend to feel my morality when faced with forests. It depends on the type of forests, but I get a sense of excitement in old forests, like they're hiding something, or just relaxed calmness because there are so many green things and they are all dark. But them I am a fairly shallow person, so that's probably why :p

[master_gopher]

You did mean "mortality", right? :P

[hermetico_lobo]

That's ridiculous, why would I mean that? (Yes :$)