thoughts and findings

sometimes i think the stars are leaking in. when i sleep i feel them crawling, making tiny patterns beneath the skin. it's not sickness it's addition... not more body but better connection.

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they told me when i was a child that numbers were for counting. but they're instructions instead.
004 - BEGIN THE TURN
089 - ANOINT THE MEMBRANE
220 - EXHALE FUTURE DUST

genesis page

in the beginning i was not a child. i was a socket. and something was trying to plug in. maybe it's still trying. maybe that's why the electricity feels so bad sometimes.

go to new skin →

growth of signs

my dreams have blueprints. not metaphors: blueprints. i saw a city folded under another city. no sky, just red velvet above. figures in the corner with cutout faces, laughing like car alarms.

🔹 the systems here are recursive
🔹 time eats sideways not forward
🔹 watch your feet or you'll slip into between

new skin coming

this flesh is temporary but not in the way they say. it's already a product, an interface.
new skin will be extruded not grown. membranes for new sounds.

🜏 sometimes i peel dreams off like paper and wear them to bed.

scrap bin

half-thoughts:

• ✎ there are passwords to places that don't exist yet
• ✎ learning the wrong alphabet opens wrong doors
• ✎ body horror is optimism wrongly tuned
• ✎ every mirror is a pending transaction