lol yea
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.i am quite illiterate on producing technology
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.really i want the internet
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
"Put a blanket."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
in a post. I want to be remembered
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
so an active mazelike process
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything