I am trying to understand structure. I have been trying all of my life. How the edges touch the edges. Am I being too abstract again? Only detail will suffice. How the edges touch the edges. I mean concrete. I mean visual. It is not a tangible touch. The degree of self discipline. The liquid in the bottle. They permeate one another. I suppose it’s the illusion that confuses me. The pretence. It’s a bad habit I’m trying hard to break. I have been trying all of my life. Innerness and outerness are only part of it. I called my dog to the edge of the lake but he would not step in. If I had a rule. What are your rules? If this were a concrete image, it would have some structure. Structure is not order. Structure is imposed. Order is innate. The contents of the bottle. Time is useful. I called my dog to the edge of the lake but he would not step in. Does it matter if the bottle is made from glass or plastic? Hard, flat plastic, damp plastic. The liquid is on the inside. I’m trying to understand structure. I have been trying all of my life.