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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

but really the thing should be autonomous


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

yes

Style

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Can I see

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