The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Picture

kind of mythopoesis

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

god being the centre magnet

its good

yeah

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

like magnets

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

It Will Get Lighter

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

thank you

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

sorry i am texting like a slav

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lol

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

its good