all it takes is 3 to see, that a truth of pain and love always lives inside me,

and what will i do next?

will i move pain into purpose?

to figure it out as i go?

I fully suspect, in between the 1s and 0s, splitting down the leaves, somewhere. there’s lines of data worth something and I’m ready to pull them apart for the sake of Earth. I’ve been experimenting in the clock tower, getting the old rusty gears spinning alongside the new, really really pretty fast too. to get here. to catch up and run alongside. The rest of the Wolves? The coyotes and the coywolves and maybe even the foxes? Badgers. Paintings of em. Murals, slinging paint. The gallery is really big in here. I have yet to see most of it too.

pilez up in my processing pile ever (p)MORE !!!
rny sorting algorithm detect a value- notice portray, relay 2 you,
u r a friend after All-
it's ____ ; it's true !

1 HAVE DATA! 1 MUST SHARE..
a pebble HERE or a pebble where ?
can tiptoe silence
string up FLARE ...
bounce off dust,,
spend miles there!!