always in between

through all windows -- ♾️

[z428]

Pondering...

I've been around here ever since 2011, I think. My Pro will expire in September, and I'm unsure I'll be staying around afterwards. The last couple of months I've been in an on-and-off relationship with Tumblr, both still admiring being around here for the things that float by and feeling that more and more of my old contacts have disconnected or moved elsewhere and it's getting increasingly overwhelming to handle all the channels in a sane and fair way, not just being a writer but also a reader, commenter, interactor. (The fact that Tumblr apparently doesn't like sending out e-mail notifications for any kind of interaction also adds to this, but that's another topic.) If that mood doesn't change the coming months, I might just be withdrawing from here altogether. I'm mostly at https://social.lol/@z428 (preferred) or https://bsky.app/profile/z428.eu these days which is where I generally do respond faster too. And I'm feeling both profoundly guilty and split up in all this, noticing my resources for being everywhere just wearing rather thin.

Sorry for the intermission, now back to the flow.

[z428]

(Feuchtkalte Luft im Radkeller, feuchtwarme Luft in leeren Büros. Vergessene Osterhasen aus Schokolade, leicht formverändert. An manchen Tagen sitzen die ersten Handgriffe präzise und abgestimmt, an manchen Tagen muss man den Einstieg intensiver, bewusster suchen und finden. Gegenüber auf der Terrasse wurden Handtücher und Bademäntel vergessen, die Nacht blieb ohne Wind, Auge und Geist erfinden Geschichten und vielleicht ist es ab einem gewissen Punkt besser, sich Routinen zuzuwenden, weit genug oben über dem anderen Viertel.)

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[z428]

☀️ Some kind of awake and out into the morning again. Sunrise, clouds, light through stained windows along the staircase. First brief interactions, neighbours on their way into individual realities. A bit from things yet part of everything. 

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[janasojka]

moments written in light: water, paper, uncertainty - is a journey through cyanotype landscapes, where words and images merge into fragile, blue moments.

Coming soon as one of a kind journal.

[z428]

Wieder Morgen zwischen Radioklängen, wieder kurzes Aufflammen des Vorsatzes, den Wecker anders einzurichten, und sich sofort in der Techniker-Gedankenwelt wiederfinden, in denen Dinge Konfigurationen und Optimierungen zulassen müssen, um gut zu sein. Sehr unsicher, ob dort Muster existieren, die andere Themen in anderen Bereichen der eigenen Welt problematisch werden lassen. Aber vielleicht ist so früh am Tag vor dem ersten Kaffee kein Strang von Überlegungen mehr oder weniger klug oder relevant als alle anderen, vielleicht hat der Moment eine Leere in sich, die ein Sinnieren zulässt, ohne allzu sehr vorbelastet oder eingeschränkt zu sein. Ein anderer Faden, der kurzfristig ohne Einsicht und Abschluss bleibt. Habt es mild heute.

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[z428]

Stories of backyards, blurred lights and certain unrest. 

📷 lost-in-moments 

#outerworld #smartphonephotography #concrete_city #lost_in_moments

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[z428]

📝 Also: Ranking the days, but by the amount of accounts newly muted, with a bad gut feeling about it. (src)

[z428]

Hours later, near an open living room window. Gazing at the evening sky the somewhat dark facades the few lit windows. Breathing the early night air, the scent of concrete and trees and soil and meadows and a hint of the river nearby. Letting all senses sink into that moment, as the morning and day seem already and once more far from here. Wrapping up. Shelving. Yawning. Not asking the model for rest as some answers would be confusing to anyone including oneself. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are.

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[z428]

Early summer lights.

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[z428]

☀️ Sun and focus. A noisy neighbourhood. A strange comfort in the chatter and giggling of the kids, enjoying afternoon under a mostly clear sky.

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[z428]

Der Nachmittag, ferner oder näher: Offene Tickets, geschlossene Aufgaben, Entwürfe von Tagesordnungen und jede Menge unstrukturierte Fakten, die links und rechts des geplanten Pfades liegen und noch zu sortieren sind, bevor ein greifbares, großes Ganzes entsteht. Themen für später, wann auch immer, und vor allem für die inneren Schleifen, die sich beschäftigt halten und manchmal langsamer, manchmal schneller drehen. Kurz nach 4, kein weiterer Kaffee.

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[z428]

🔊 Wrong browser window closed, tabs lost, audio stream cut immediately and not knowing how to get back there. Minor inconveniences. Inconvenient, even though minor. (src)

[z428]

A fast morning a fast day thoughts like a wild flow across rocky surfaces and a peculiar contrast to heavy slow clouds but maybe everything feels slow once one is moving just fast enough. Rewind, replay, attempting to reshape paragraphs into shorter sentences and failing, again and again it feels like the very process of changing structure changes and ultimately loses information and at some point one can't get beyond this idea and leaves things just the way they are, knowing that comprehending all what has been written will be another mornings challenge. Break mode. A step outside. And a very deep breath.

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[z428]

Clouds and linings, no animals just structures today. Refresh, refocus, music for lunch breaks.

https://soundcloud.com/renata_son/sonatas-mantra-meditation-123-bpm 

#soundcloud #music_for_lunch_breaks #sonata #techno_meditation

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[afrouif]

Yuichiro Miyano