much more tactility
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
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
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
it is hopeful
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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
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