Train Station 2018

“I am sitting in a train station I am sitting in a train station I am sitting in a train station I am sitting in a train station I am sitting in a train station on a piece of metal on a stone floor surrounded by rock and other metals I am sitting in a train station sur rounded by earth I am sitting in a train station surrounded by stone and metal and plastic and electricity and earth and leaves and pieces of paper from a tree rolled up containing ground down leaves from a plant and synthetic material used to stop the leaves from being too unhealthy for a human to pick up and inhale fumes from through there mouth and into there lungs to then have an effect. I am surrounded by metal chairs that were designed by another human being whom occupies a space on earth and communicated the idea for this chair into a draft through drawing with electronics or with materials from a tree and ground down rocks. The chairs are attached to the floor with more metal that is entrenched in the stone that has been manufactured to be a certain way, the chair is placed in relation to its surroundings, I am a chair. I am sitting on a chair and I am a chair. My feet are attached to the ground due to gravity which holds everything on earth down. I am surrounded by other human beings which also occupy space and breathe in air that is made up of compounds and chemicals and atoms and gases which we use to stay alive. A girl has sat down next to me, she is now also a chair. Someone could sit on her if they wanted to. There is a poster looking at me from the other end of the giant trench which pieces of metal hurtle down due to electricity, the poster is encased in a material designed and produced by other human beings, other chairs, and the poster is rich in colors designed for a purpose of getting the attention of human beings or chairs eyes which look at them and feel something. The piece of metal I am waiting for to sit in a travel fast towards a certain destination for a certain time which has been designed by humans who occupy spaces. The piece of metal contains more seats and more seats which are also designed and attached to this fast object hurtling through space. A voice plays through the designed speaker above my head with another human being’s voice who is breathing and has memories and a life, but he is also a chair I recognize he is a man from his voice. The train is nearly here. 6:40.”