Someone is shooting a film at Hroch's farm. I can't wait to see it.

Jeníček cannot recall the names of the hospody, cafés nor of the restaurants that we attended throughout epochs and epochs.

Numbers 13 & 14 - two long, meandering improvs in two days. Life is very unlike a caterwauling bovine. https://faircamp.thurk.org/lilting-ululations/ #ambient #DroneMusic #AmbientGuitar #synth

Soon, the SYNTRX II will experience sonic goopiness through the Make Noise QPAS.

How long can one play arpeggios over a Db7 chord before one becomes an amoeboid automation?

Lapsang Souchong with hazlenut "milk". A scrumptious start to the hazy morning.

The formerly twtxt feed is now taken wholly from Nostr - specifically my relay at nostr.thurk.org. I've yet to implement search. I must decide if I want to use a cached version or just fetch the feed anew each time. For a keyword search, this appears to be the only way. For timestamp ranges, filters as described in NIP01 could be used. If I tagged each post in some custom way, Nostr tags could also be used. It's something to ponder.

Can I fetch and parse this nostr feed from my Elixir "app"? I suspect so, but testing is a good thing.

One arrives at conclusions upon awakening only to have them dissolve from consciousness minutes or even seconds later.

What kind of lemur do you think I am, anyway?

in the next life, i shall associate with only 'well adjusted' humans.

Walking through the streets of Logroño listening to Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun.

I believe I am slipping. The other day, I ordered two cans of shaving cream. I had a choice of what TYPE, but unlike in formative years, I chose two of the same TYPE instead of one of each. Yes - slipping.

People don't want to read or watch things that describe and therefore make them 'sad' about the human condition. They want to read or watch things that make them laugh about nothing in particular and therefore feel comfortable remaining in the human condition.

It occurs to me that many people do not choose the music they like themselves, or not wholly themselves. They let popular culture choose for them. I choose the music I listen to because it appeals to me deeply in an intellectual, visceral or atavistic manner.

It's possible and most likely common to despise humanity as a whole but hold in high esteem 'being human'.

The bookends to The Fen like gardens of solace and what goes inbetween the journey from one to the other.

And isn't music just what some bloke or another thought sounded good at one point then handed off to another and another and the most popular survived como survival of the fittist? I think it has something to do with it. We are the stray branches, the weed spouts that have ansia for something tangible but are cut from the 'trunk'.

What about the other side of the monster? Yes, in a Grendel sense, but on a less violent scale. The father who abandons the pregnant teen because he knows his life would be destroyed afterwards. Etc.