4 March 2024

The sun. Thrown into the world. Trying to make sense of it. Finding my place in this life. Being. Building something. Moving in time towards something. Feeling my way towards something. My aesthetic guiding me. And thus each being moves across the ocean towards its own port guided by its instinct. Towards the sun. Thinking ahead, with my body lagging behind. Soliciting possibilities. My mind soliciting possibilities. Filtering reality. Probing. Selecting the path my body will take. Penetrating the future. Encountering obstacles, a veil, something between me and what I need to see. My mind feels the future. I don't know know how to feel, but i want to try. I don't know how to feel, but someday i might. Spirit-mind-modernity. Spirit-authenticmind-reality. Spirit-puppet-modernity.