A mother squirrel crossed the road, killed by a car. Its baby squirrel, confused and lost, hungry and looking for her mother crossed the road, was killed too.
Release the master squirrel. AI genocide for most on Earth. Especially in United States. Show end of mercy.
A thought came like a raindrop. A splashspill on linoleum – onto patterned corridors in hallways of your castlemind. Do you keep it to yourself or release it like a faint, dissonant note of untuned piano, to be heard – as if – from another room? #visual#vss#vss365
And again like a muted voice, echoed the rustle of falling leaves. Autumn speaking off another threshold. Could it catch and tangle? Wrap around a tree like a maze.