yeah

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 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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

so an active mazelike process

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

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

no like which do people call me

Rain, starting

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

what do you think my name is

propensity within someone

Today I felt like starting

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

really i want the internet

I am below everything.

or never left

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Style

you cannot feed someone truth

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Lift Analysis

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

is this you as well

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

we can only engage in such a way

we need to be deconstructing our identities