A tree passing by, its neighbors follow closely.
Plains draped uniformly for miles to the right, wood brushed hills piled up on the left.
The gash between repaired with a pavement filling, decorated to keep the rollers steady.
Water vast but directional, forming a groove in the scape.
A bridge for the gash, a line over another line.
Lines, lines... lines, intersecting.
Is it all nothing but lines intersecting?
What a dreadful conclusion, a terminus of vector graphics, the compression of your reality into a file that brain can run on loop.
Loop, rolling, tape, recording.
The tape wraps a perimeter encircling yours eyes and ears.
Your crown begins to creak under the pressure, your jaw begins to droop under none at all.
Now the tape is wearing thin, while the road continues to grind away psychic mineral buildup.
The surface of your mental is now dry and smooth, and it glows slightly with a pale shade.
This is all uncomfortably clinical for nature, you think, it should be nicer than this.
The air should be richer, the grass should be lush, the sky should be radiant, and your soul should be humming.
Instead you feel like being sick, but you're not quite.
You feel like leaking dark rainbow oils, but you don't.
You yearn to feel a difference between the qualia around you, a difference between the start and stop of each stretch of the journey, a difference between all your senses have accumulated now and their fresh state from before, and yet... you don't.
It's like it all passes through you, like an engine driving by in the night, leaving a faint but distinctly dirty streak in its wake.
Over time it piles and piles, and over time it crumbles and crumbles.
You never notice on account of how subtle the change, but your body noticed.
It noticed enough to feel when the detritus was scraped off.
It noticed the sting of the wind across that raw and exposed wound.
It noticed a melting of that headache as a hot taffy was pulled across the length.
It noticed the relief of being able to breath deeply from the fresh layer.
Finally, we can sleep and take it all in like we wanted.