This article relishes indistinctness; it revels in hidden spaces and in voices crying to be heard. It draws attention to what is not realized and, in the realizing, celebrates the moving on into the not yet known and the politics of movement. Using a Deleuzian "logic of sense" and sensing immersion in Bachelard’s "poetics of space" the article plays with opacity, fragility, and imperceptibility as mistiness, flavor, perfume, tone, and mood populate its word plays and topics of concern. The article listens to and creates narratives that live in moments as events. The article actively desires to talk, listen, and hesitate in the excitement of dreams of un/dis/re/covery. By tentatively working with and in the post-human, the article toils in the indistinctness of those always opening and closing crevices, fissures, and interstices that dis/appear in the slow-moving glacial heaves, flows, and overflows of discourse and materiality.