convergence of dribblings leading nowhere through solid vague partial peaks

More images on EBay for auction.  All various sizes and some non so subtle interlinkations.  

How is size gotten across in this narrow column of blog text?  For instance the image below could be anything from A1 to A5 (or beyond.)  In order to solve this I'm going to write the approximate size of each image in tiny letters (and in brackets) underneath each image.

impartial partial peak imparts departedly

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(A4)

The above is an image of overlapping and underlapping.  Of two things operating under a tectonic tension.  All the matter is still there but is made chaotic.  Although nothing dissipates it only changes.

Unfortunately it doesn't change enough and too many things remain all too similar.  Tension remains - grinding  hard material to dust.  The dust flies somewhere but due to it not being attached to a larger presence it becomes irrelevant to life.  Independence and freedom?

jaws slip through solid vague complete overviews

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(210mm by 210mm)

Dust is unknowing (according to all ''evidence'').  Does this make it lucky?

To be separated from the general grind of life and to be thrown away down some metaphysical garbage chute plummeting through the empty space forever and ever but still completely aware of the fact that your falling.  To retain some physical presence that is ridiculed in all it's arrogance by unknowable powers that surround your consciousness.

An easy assumption is that disconnection leads to freedom.  It seems obvious to me that something else surrounds our lives knows everything about me.  And even in disconnection it'll follow me.  Perhaps it's self analysis.

green stalkings cavalcading dribblings leading nowhere everywhere

parts 1, 2 and 3

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(all three small envelope sized)

If you repeat falling/drifting through tunnels it should eventually strip away all sense of identity or defense.  Everything is taken back to being mute, powerless and pointless.  It becomes like some kind of waking deep sleep.  In this sleep structures and ideas fall through the mist and eventually converge together through no choice of our own.

conveying convergence of orbs

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(A5)

And so circles and places and squares and other shapes converge and interlock to convey some form of living - some form of movement.  

The self invents places that are reachable and even though these images have little in the way of depicting concrete reality they do live and are freeze frames of somewhere/something else.