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Infidelity in Landscape 3.

Our own curious mind makes us sin, sinful acting to anyone.


Truth only geographically configuration telling to us is to anyone so personal. And it depends on own conditioned limitation to their survival.

But really environment by itself by nature must have no circumstance people as we have for human social survival. Though nature is not relevant with our circumstance.


Each place name is based on our own circumstance, but nature itself has no it.


Ordinary landscape is filled with intrinsically so unfortunate lives ending or so mercilessly sacrificed in misery. Their all soulful regret and sorry resentment whispering potent by nature done in each spatial extent.


That atmosphere naturally emerges out from any location.


Nevertheless, ordinarily any passager could not notice it, so carefully.


That reality can hardly make us only poetic words, and its running.


Only no words sustenance shows some weeping minds so necessarily too.


To some index, in silence, anything could be exposed, among any massive ones' unit.


The reality has no offering to anyone who only passes through, each one just has some matter so imaginably in the one's mind.


It is merely infidel, isn't it? Otherwise, not that nor so that neither.


Necessarily, ordinary passengers are usually nonchalant at each noticing to it.



(Irregularly continued)



Mar. 12, 13th.    2023