isaac newton
hiding from the rain
in a post. I want to be remembered
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
really i want the internet
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me