skreetch-scrytch-fuck the itch

i’m here. not much more for now. still. just saying. mondo actio el bloggo. of course it gets first choice. scrytching me arse off over there. lots of other stuff going on, too. sea change. tidal surge. suddenly the vanishing point is not so far away… which is odd. and a little frightening.

arafel

it becomes clearer why my lama wanted me to archive everything. re-reading the last period of time, even the smallest part of it, reveals something to me that brings a shuddering flinching sob.