or: a meditation on proximity
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this is a doll made of glass. she has no face and long hair and is wearing a very simple floor length dress. she was specially crafted with no features in particular like this so she would be able to represent anything a person could imagine. she could be a nun. or a sister. or a nurse. or a friend. she is a blank slate for you. this is how she was made.
she isnt a normal doll tho. when she was created, depleted uranium was mixed in with the glass. because of this choice by her creators, shes radioactive. its a part of her molecular makeup. it cant be removed. the uranium is as much her as the rest of the material.
shes inherently dangerous. she has to be kept a bit away from everything. she has to be handled with care. you shouldnt keep her too close for too long.
she wants to be anything you want her to be. its what she was made to do. its her purpose. but she cant. she cant be close to anyone because toxicity radiates off of her and will poison without prejudice anyone who isnt careful. she can be anything, except close.
it isnt her fault that shes this way. its how she was made. but she is this way. its what she does.
she cant provide closeness.
but she can provide something.
with the right light source, she will put off the most beautiful florescent glow. she takes dim UV and converts it into the most bright, spectacular and otherworldly colors.
shes so very beautiful.
from afar.