that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
kind of mythopoesis
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
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the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
and the fake qualifier
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.