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."Put a blanket."
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
no longer writing in the third person
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
plato
in a post. I want to be remembered
...
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
so an active mazelike process
...
hello reader,
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak