LINEAR 
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the linear progression is apocalyptic and leads to suicide. think of it as a bar 
of blank noise with intermittent chords spliced in. they're chords i figured out 
on a sunday afternoon while detuning and retuning my guitar and then bringing 
the resulting notes as close as possible to piano keys. and then playing the 
chord and letting it reverberate and then playing the piano keys i tuned the 
guitar to. and then watching a woman on the television in a video from the 
sixties (she's got long hair and a native-american getup) where the grain and 
the lighting is just right. maybe they converted it to digital for television 
but it must have been analog originally. and then thinking stupid thoughts i'm 
embarrassed to admit like "maybe if we met one day we could fall in love." and 
then the noise starts back up again. 

PROGRESSION 
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but in this new progression there are multiple lines so they are separate and 
allowed to make sense on their own rather than as an unnavigable morass. this is 
because they have ONE point, just one point to hold them all together. they meet 
end-to-end-to-end-to-endto-end. it is rational but in a minimal way. the noise 
is allowed to coexist with the beautiful 60s woman with the long dark hair. the 
guitar chords and the piano notes and the television whine and the dehumidifier 
and my breathing all tied together at one end. the thing is i can't see where 
it's tied, i can't see the knot that holds it all together but i kinda have to 
trust that it's there. that's a difficult thing for me but it makes living life 
a lot easier. i do n't think i've found god or anything but maybe i have and 
i'll just have to keep living even though the bands of noise sometimes gang up 
on me and fuck me in all orifices.