The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
i understand
its performative
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
as in
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
not their contents
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
...
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
isaac newton
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away