From studies

02.27.2020

many souls the sailor is explaining; everyone contains many the sailor doesn’t say souls or define it more than many she shows how stars fall/descent from the universe solidify into clusters that then shape themselves into many souls you can see each soul contain the melting shapes of the stars and that they forget their oneness and melt into entities that has an outline that fit the ones they were made along side with so that solidified souls of personhood contains many and would fit next to the ones they’re shape with they wouldn’t stay this shape throughout living but…

02.14.2020

imbolc in the night of imbolc. the sailor shows herself her eyes are yes and shinning petals saying: what are your obstacles and what do they look like what is our work and what will come (out) of it

01.21.2020

light as milk: the light is soft and fractal like dreaming; a cave-opening  in sandstone formation darkness emanates and fill the air as light reach you, pass through you and snow falls as choruses 

01.20.2020

light as milk: the light is boiling milk; foam and blinding heat animal hauls are wild and fill the air as light these are the real beings and we are solely alive  to hear their hauling and reply  

01.07.2020

that they have blushing plumage conical seed-eating beaks that their beaks are dark in summer and light yellowish in winter that they forage for seeds, especially thistle seeds and that these grow blushing flower-heads when blooming

12.11.2019

— fødselsdag (du husker en bleg brystkasse, maskulint figur men et fuglet udtryk. tynd hud. store flade brystvorter. tæt på er de brystvorter. på afstand ligner de rødlige øjne der ser ud gennem kroppen neden under hovedet med munden der lyver, men brystvorterne siger sandhed. de siger din krop er svagere end hans og at han kan slå dig ihjel hvis han ville. at han har ondskab bag sin drengede ynde og beregnende adfærd i sin nonchalance du husker, alt splintredes og at det aldrig samlede sig igen)

11.10.2019

rabbit lane: at bierne er store her at myrene er store at træer blomstrer buske blomstrer blomster blomstrer at alt taler til hinanden at alt dufter af nåde  og hjertet, hjertet

10.27.2019

— light as milk the light is boiling milk; foam and blinding heat the light is endemic to this world —or it is not the hauls and calls are wild and fill the air as light the creatures are endemic to this world —or they are not let’s say they are; let’s say these are the real beings and we are merely alive to hear their hauling and reply when we listen, it will make them exist as seeds of life in other worlds like; if our clay bodies are ablaze attentively in light the milk of listening will make…