{"id":929,"date":"2019-12-03T10:37:00","date_gmt":"2019-12-03T15:37:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/?p=929"},"modified":"2020-05-12T03:45:07","modified_gmt":"2020-05-12T07:45:07","slug":"wallpaper-a-meditation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wallpaper-a-meditation\/","title":{"rendered":"Wallpaper \u2014 a meditation"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text alignwide is-stacked-on-mobile\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img loading=\"lazy\" width=\"683\" height=\"1024\" src=\"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/broken-cement-concrete-construction-1209951-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-962\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/broken-cement-concrete-construction-1209951-683x1024.jpg 683w, http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/broken-cement-concrete-construction-1209951-200x300.jpg 200w, http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/broken-cement-concrete-construction-1209951-768x1152.jpg 768w, http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/broken-cement-concrete-construction-1209951-1024x1536.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/broken-cement-concrete-construction-1209951.jpg 1280w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p>In my grandmother\u2019s house,<br>old and dark and dusty,<br>I would walk<br>the long corridor<br>with my eyes closed,<br>running my fingers<br>softly along the rough<br>wallpaper, like a needle<br>on a vinyl record,<br>and i swear to you<br>I could hear the sound<br>of my mother,<br>my aunts and uncles,<br>laughing as they played,<br>each in their own childhood,<br>before the dust came in<br>and the darkness settled<br>on the furniture.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In my grandmother\u2019s house,old and dark and dusty,I would walkthe long corridorwith my eyes closed,running my fingerssoftly along the roughwallpaper, like a needleon a vinyl record,and i swear to youI could hear the soundof my mother,my aunts and uncles,laughing as they played,each in their own childhood,before the dust came inand the darkness settledon the furniture.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[77,76],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/929"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=929"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/929\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":963,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/929\/revisions\/963"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=929"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=929"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ramisalame.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=929"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}