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![[sunday] Mark Daniels – Lobby of Indecision](https://pixelsatanexhibition.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/05/HipstamaticPhoto-800020780.031674.jpeg)
[sunday] Mark Daniels – Lobby of Indecision
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in iPhonismThe Quiet Shift by Anita Nahal “The power is with the silent ones …” —Swami Vivekananda Something in me revels in silent mojos. Something in me anchors in chaos, collecting in folds like dripping wax. Something in me presents like solid linen while something drifts like silk in tousled winds. Something in me watches me…
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Knox Bronson – And the pantalooned duck white gooseneck quacked
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in iPhonismCaptain Beefheart—Golden Birdies
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Damian De Souza – Show & Tell
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in iPhonismA rough mix from my next album. I didn’t write the song. My friend Greg did. He insisted I learn it. Two years later, when he commited suicide, I realized it was his goodbye note. I could never come up with an arrangement I liked, so I asked a French musician, Sébastien Bédé, who had…
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![[sunday] Eliza Tsitsimeaua—Untitled](https://pixelsatanexhibition.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/05/PicsArt_10-11-04.22.39.jpg)
[sunday] Eliza Tsitsimeaua—Untitled
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in iPhonismPablo Neruda—Love Sonnet XXII Love, how often I loved you without seeing—without remembering not recognizing your glance, not knowing you, a gentian in the wrong place, scorching in the hot noon, but 1 loved only the smell of the wheat. Or maybe 1 saw von, imagined you lifting a wineglass in Angol. by the light…
