"Put a blanket."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.kind of mythopoesis
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
Today I felt like starting
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
which magnetises chains of pins
i love it here
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
all that is to say
not their contents