thinking about how ursula k leguin said "what goes too long unchanged destroys itself. The forest is forever because it dies and dies and so lives" and how everyday i wake up slightly different and i can feel myself shed the skin of who i used to be slowly, slowly, until i look back and can scarcely recognise who i was... but also she is still a part of me, part of the leaf litter and the humus, supporting me as i send new roots down and new leaves stretching up to the sunlight

most things are very complex machines, even animals <- “smart” thing to say, “irrefutable”

most things are very complex animals, even machines <- “odd”, “incorrect”, “anthropomorphizing”

everything is spiders <- everything is spiders

really bad computer design

?!

ねるにあたり　しっぽをあいての上におくです

We put tails on others to sleep