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July 22nd 2009

    Those end places in imagination are too often designed around stories.  A flow from one place to the last place.

    But imagination has no permanence.  Daily it renews and builds more like the billow of clouds than something to have confidence in.  Stories however are different, because stories contain patterns that can be recalled.



    Often easier to understand simply as movement than to look for understanding in the black and white of patterns.   This way imagination remains buoyant in those wide horizons that belong to each one of us, instead of being crowded by places that might never have been.

    In this analogy emotion is a teleology, an element in design, a color in the billow of clouds.  Memories become a flower or a word on a gravestone.  And stories become chains.

tim candler

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