A man in a house sits in one room, he can only do this one room at a time, perhaps occupying all space, all rooms but probably not because when i move i hope its not just a room but a room with me in it alas he is alone even still bah i dont need this ranch house crocidile dundee ******* even still spreading my hands apart and touching either horizon i see no answer from here even still looking around wandering about the places i have found myself i still fall in like a seed penetrating the earth i do it backwards knowing that the end result is the sun sun in, love out