a little of you.
You are
what it ate.
A thought. A picture. A piece of you.
Leave something. See what it becomes.
“hello. are you something i can eat?
a small life is waking up· · ·
this is 0mu.
currently feeling
curious
curious
try a gentle poke.
What did you
bring it?
Nothing comes to mind?
Form 001Still wonderfully unformed.
It wasn’t always like this.
Every third offering leaves a former self behind.
No former selves. Yet.
What you leave here
will leave a mark on it.