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Journal Entry #73 Evening, Eastward, Clear Sky Royal Botanical Mutations Garden Most plants are usually planted, I get it, with esthetic design purpose, placed in spaces optimal for our visual or practical needs. And most in this garden indeed did so. This one tree in particular, approximately 2 feet to the left, the first time I had passed by it, had now, at the moment of this photo, moved into something that appeared to be an extremally geometrically pleasing position vis a vis the perfectly square window behind it, as if satisfying its own OCD. The more I tried to photograph it, the more it glitched my every picture. These distortions were ever increasing not only camera wise, but also energetically. Weirder and weirder shapes and sounds came into attention, rupturing the fabric of reality itself with each click. Being close to dropping into a total hypnotic trance, I managed to snap a last square pic of the oddity, before taking my leave from this eerie encounter.