14 9:02 pm :  20. 23

Hello world

im flying 




dying to meet where the past is something i can see :could see,

And everything  sees.









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never have i loved life so,, yet here i die.

so  desperate

i feel i give breath to this


feed the illusion but deep down


cannot shake that i we are nothing





past


past





Dear,

im feeling that no matter what I say it will be exactly what I should have said.



how do you want me







im laying with someone else
    and can no longer feel my arms flapping.     but why is it nobody is telling me to stop. I keep moving and pushing,             

hoping someone will pluck me out of the sky.


I worry my heartbeat is too loud but from in here I couldnt imagine it not keeping the time for me.                 Will you let me land yet.




Im looking down now



wondering whether you will let me in

so i can tell whether the sound of your breath is the same as what i hear here.











do you


















today is friday february 18th. i dont know why im writing to you but whoever you are please let me know youre there. I keep feeling as though if its meant to be it will be heard. you being there is me . you being the one for me i will wait 


progress: this has been a year since february 18th. its here again
lateral and ongoing. goodbye  february 2023



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touching our boundary line , our enveloping membrane time travel : dreams: prophases

still

still

leaves

twig

branch tumbleweed

branch

tree

twig

branch

tree

all active

peak activity for sea soarers

nocturnal migration stop

flight

perching

flying

airborne

grounded



todAY