in a post. I want to be remembered
no longer writing in the third person
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
like magnets
isaac newton
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
"Put a blanket."
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
i am quite illiterate on producing technology