in a post. I want to be remembered
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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
really i want the internet
i really havent
I am below everything.
kind of mythopoesis
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
but i respect your search
Can I see
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
it is hopeful
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
Better Lift
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.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.