
harvest week #16
"i'm proud of myself" – when was the last you said that?
an organic selection from the harvests of my daily life
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"i'm proud of myself" – when was the last you said that?

under peaceful conditions the warlike man attacks himself

go to, let us build us a city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven

honestly, i wish i was in touch with my feelings enough to write this

topical? yes. relevant? who knows. reading it? you are. thank you? de rien xx.

here we go, we've peaked! so i bring you a sappy nostalgia piece. except its actually interesting?

slowness? never heard of her. spring begs us to take it easy. the sun peeeks out, the rain washes the busy away

becoming cosmetic and falling in love with concrete

harvests happen, ready or not, the fruit is ripe, will you bite?

perspective lost, regained, squeezed, reshaped, and lost again. we lost the plot and we'll lose it again.