You should just blend in...

Greetings,

Such wise words from a neurotic Chinese teacher to a wandering fool with a dirty beautiful black bike.

They are trapped in an elevator. Going down.

She's one of the kind ones, one of the gentle souls guiding students with playful innate creativity. Yes, she's one of those well adjusted polemic academics with a heartbeat humming old songs, old odes to potentials waiting to be excavated.

He begins screaming, "Blend in!" Blend in!"

The escape hatch opens and she launches herself out, out into walled compound sentences spewing volcanic advice. This, along with various musings dance in MK 40.

We hear with our eyes and see with our ears.

Peace.