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.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

so the method has to be autonomous

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."
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike