We are our own courts. Games, tournaments, potential or nothing traverse us; gravity defines us; our origins define our landscape; the court is me as I am California as the west coast is the court as the month of January is interstate 5 as the barrier announces inauguration, the moment where experience becomes subjective, where subjectivity becomes experience, where the accepted conceptual currency bounces back into the field of traditional legitimacy. As life begins when bocce ends as life ends when bocce begins and life begins when bocce begins as life ends when bocce ends. Boundaries are suggestions.
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