More f[or](rom) PANOPTICON

Readership existed before the work had found adequate spaces. The unfolding of distance became regarded as the annex of space. Tearing up the script he hoped that it might stop the pendulum from swinging, tearing up the script he thought it might acquit him of swinging. His actions seemed just a matter for theoretical principle. He’s hamstrung the poor halfwit still feels possibility is just as possible as event prior to memory. Simple formations of sincere gestures might serve as both the penal colony and the code (of arms) to distinguish the guilty from the already punished. But he faced it like it was foregoing both the blindfold and the cigarette he watched in astonishment as the light passed through.