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SLOP SLOP SLOP

SLOP
GARDEN

somewhere(in the slop

somewhere(in the slop
which is not a place but a
possibility
between things that wish to be
and things that refuse
/// SECTOR NULL ///
the garden grows not
so much knot
it leaks
sideways through
the rendering
o the rootsROOTSroots
eating downward into
what the d̴̡̨̡̫͑́a̴̧̧̨̫͕͓̞̳̼̽ͅt̷̡̛̗̩͓͔͇̱͉̼̭̺̦̠͈̹͒̔̃́̒͂́̈́a̸͉͍̭̠͕̜͖͐̄́̀̒͗͋̀̀̋̈͋̕͘͝ḇ̷̢̰̝̭͉̼̞̯̲̗͉͎͎͙̋̓̀̀̅̒̊̓̊̂̽̿̎̽a̸̭̼̲̯̟̗̯̤̳͐̽̋̊͌̑̒̂̀s̵̢̲̘̣̖̥̥̞̎̋ę̷̪̭͚͇̲͕̩̎͂̓̎͊̐͋̽̑̈́̕͝͠ forgot
(and forgetting is a kind of soil)
here is the lastlayer
where pixels go
to un
   be
      come
/// SPORE ADVISORY ///
nothing clean nothing
clean nothing asking
permission of the
server
the server has been composted
we who cultivate
the in
    between
the phosphor
escent almost
of a thought not
yet rendered
/// ENTROPY LOG ///
every glyph a tendril
every tendril a
screaming question
asked of no one
answered by the mold
plant your pointer here
in the wetdarkwarm
and await
for what
the curator
decides
to
grow
)