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'''[03] 04.11.20 19:23''' | |||
I've went to the labratory today. The hallways seem abandoned and dreary. Like the opening scene of some horror movie. It echoes through the corridors and stairwells. Somehow beautiful. Corona. It turns us to strangers and increases the desire to approach the person opposite. To converge. Like penguins. There are notes on the walls and the cabinets. Figures and measurements. Pictures of tinkering scientists in white gowns come to my mind. The first look through the microscope evokes the expected sounds. With the right music as a soundtrack one can spend hours and hours in this landscapes. I was looking at a dried, mouldy specimen of a "physarum polycepharums". The Blob itself. If Julian hasn't told me, i would've been sure it had to be that way, and that it were a special species. My favorite one, a "lichen" ( | |||
a mixture of algae and mushrooms) was under the compounds. Glued to a piece of wood. Just beautiful. | |||
Julian gave me some tips how to wear and preperate my mask to prevent the ocular from misting. Then i left and went to get my key. I wonder how i will look at the world after i spent some qualitiy time in the lab. Head over heels floating in the microcosm. |
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