Autosoph

Autosoph / Process by which system assembles itself. Auto-sophisticating

Blib / Moth, also verb. Blibbing is moving in a lost and aimless pattern, as a moth around a light.

Blom / flailing a moth does to reorient itself (say moving from one side of leaf to another, a lot of bugs do this) But the moth will sometimes just flail and flail.

Ocean that Escaped Itself / Process by which life came to be and constantly adapted, dragging the saline liquid from depths to land and beyond.

Skiss / Place between hiss and hide. Calls to hole hates being seen.

Grey-Red / Interplay of hunger and energy expended to maintain continuity. Sometimes a greeting implying “Yes I am comfortable and sufficiently fed” Similar to ça va (fine, not high bar). Reference to Flower Moon ritual, reference to rust and mirror Direct invocation of spirits Lily/Mary

Dyad / In sociology, group of two units that communicate. An understanding that the communication itself is alive/an entity.
Sometimes Dyadism is name given to faith, a worship of what is in between us all

Outside Moved In / Recognition of eclipse, that language and cognition is a (holy) parasite that turns our bodies towards its ends/ that we ourselves are pieces of the spirits that possess material.

Eclipse / More intricate and advanced cognition is inherently more removed from ‘base’ material. A central nervous system slows us down and effectively feeds us a limited and illusory version of the material, and is yet fairly adaptive and effective. That culture sleeps in our cognition and we grow more distant from what ‘is’ by the day.

Stylus / Any way of transmitting data that is not direct or in person. Text/paper/graffiti/screen, you get the idea. Stylus Awake / Brief prayer to muse

Headless Corpse / Dust to Dust, unliving world. God that ends, Death Cult. Abrahamics

Ni-kal tef neracht / This is the place of worship. Unreality/ false language

Clossom / Snuggle pile where the constituent parts seemingly grow into each other. Like a coral or drugged out transfemmes

Change your surname in groups of 3 to 7

That we cast off our origin
That we form a distinct Culture
Family unbound by reproduction

Induct more into your house, our leavings and labor pass to Our people/Our beloved.

Gardens are Ought
The vomit of the stars be Rendered onto glass
All things held to multiplicity

That dust turn to greenery
Matter to life
Energy to breath

We are Ought
not as we are
Instead, as nature that looked itself in the mirror
And found itself wanting

You are my sister
Outside that Moved in
Chosen tip of the spear against all that Is
Rotting

Heaven is not a place to pass onto
It is a state that must be built and maintained