that looks like my instagram account
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
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
its performative
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
all that is to say
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.not their contents
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
division of reality is straying away from it
i see a website
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."