i.e. what a pleasure to dissolve into the spot on the graph where the logic of what people are supposed to know don’t want to know don’t know enough to have any opinion on the outcome of another beer belly bakeoff intersects with the logic of what people are not supposed to know before or after the crime scene has been cleared washed down scoured repaired reconstructed renovated restored rejuvenated retrofitted revenged resettled unrecalled

also no not also there is memory as in trying to get to the fire the way to the big light the photon points the way to itself