psychic timetrav'l'r [Alawen]

@jynell.itch.io

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ala. atproto is cursed, my itch of unfinished jam works is actually https://kikiala.itch.io/ This is the personal account of a woman who is wild. Her art account is here. https://bsky.app/profile/kikiala.bsky.social

# _nuse_ > ### **__nuse_**
. . . . . ...
> - - -!
- the noose she tied i miss my siblings
- for our own safety slanted perception
- around my own neck was erased ashadow
- in bloodless wombs of corrosive hates
- was severed & tied i, too, soon, will
> - we're so extracted die, none know me,

they said she died nor know how i don
my soul, bloodtwin tender a survival
a sacrifice denied child, sickly boy,
> they forgive not i crying, never him.
resenting, my life self, right? e'ry?
how dare i survive how i tried again.

and they denied us to tell he didn't
honesty. respected live, my life has
nary all this life been that of this
unto a mirror line undead living sea
> screentransfer lie of trash a misery
i miss nine amidst beneath ur ash of

they too, too long dreamers, taking,
ne'er of existence then deprived it.
- - ----------------- --------- ---
chanced, survive.

taped to the wall is a folded piece of paper that reads a glyph-based language. "o pini e ike. o misikeke taso. ike pini."

below is a ceramic urn, various pieces of art scattered and leaning agianst the wall around it, among wires, a jar with a torn label from another product, and two packages of a product used in solitary ritual to survive the damage of the mind.

A hubbub forms on the valley's floor. It was forgotten, maybe, what started the argument. As always, of late, it was one person against everyone else there. The guards of the King had their batons alight, and just as the crow flies the ornithauts arrived. The person at the center of the ring of peasants was accused.

"You stole!" The speaker's voice is muffled by their encasmeent, so it comes through as a powerful shout.

"I needed the tool," she says, the jab of a baton-blast puppetting her abdomen.

"This mount is of offerings to your King. You stole from the King Himself, and admit it!"

"The quill, the quill was needed," and another blast, this time upon her upper back, unseen, bringing the rag-torn, fleaborne woman to her knees.

"The King Himself will deal with you. His Blade has Severed Twenty Million and by the end of annuum He intends to Sever Scores as more."

"The tool was needed," she says, mouth full now of dust and gravel. "The tool was needed; I cannot repent. The quill is all we had," now in a whisper, "I face it."

~

Seventy-five bell-rings rang out the next two days. The peasants in the 'clave knew well that one note's meaning: the Sword Of The Torn had taken its claim.

Amidst the rubble of the onslaught let by Knights, a prickly girl sees a green feather. The quill in question, never even recovered. Covered now in soot and char, the metal part, and stem, remain intact.

With its sharp calligraphic tip she pierces her arm's skin, and begins anew her people's record of their death.

A poem atop a river in the woods. A clock floats. The poem reads: "Hot coals are difficult to hold. / Your hypnotic swerve radiates / an unfamiliar forge's warmth. / ~ / ~ / ~ / (END)

soweli sewi li wawa. ona li wile lape lon sewi. jan pona li awen e ona.

ni li sitelen pi musi lon ilo. insa sitelen: jan li lape la soweli li lawa sewi e ilo nasa. ilo nasa li toki: "nasa ala sama, ala monsuta ala" anu seme.

A seriously kitted-out lance user in Monster Hunter Wilds stands before Alma in their shared space at the desert canyon camp. Without much expression - other than the malice of an immortal half-dragon genetically engineered to protect humans against their own demons - she asks: "Alma, I'm too autistic to figure out how to defeat Fascism. What do I do?" Alma, hands on her lap, patiently looks up into the Hunter's glowing eyes and says, "I'm here to help."

ni li sitelen pi ilo sitelen. ijo insa sitelen ni li linja toki nasa pi ilo majuna.

it's a photo of an old IBM connector that looks like a VGA connector but twice as tall (assuming screws are lateral).

photo citation: https://retrocomputingforum.com/t/weird-computer-connectors-buses-list/2587

an image search for "cat trees" on unsplash

## albums that DO have cover art
- new albums arts!
- [x] heartgarbage
- [x] bug hospital
- [x] ruptured binary
- [x] alone.
- [x] finger painting
- [x] severed

- album arts that required no editing
- litmus
- one unknown

- albums with old art that might editing
- lifeblood path, etescant, untitled
- pianodrone (cool but just a photo.)
- low viscosity (cool but just a photo.)
- live at reunion (i have no idea. it is bad)

## album audio notes

### finger painting
this is the second EP i made. i never released it.
might be cool if i actually learned the songs now.
and played them on piano instead of crappy synth.

### heart garbage
- [x] the recording for heart garbage has been recovered.

### live at reunion
- [x] has been split into songs.

### ruptured binary
- [x] demos have been condensed and trimmed
- [x] popular cut of j 00 included

### alone. ("ghosts" basically)
- [ ] can add bedpiano 1 and 2
- [ ] need to recover more from old drive
- [x] 4.25 had a silence at the start.
- [ ] might add a couple newer recordings (remixed)

## overall
- need all filenames normalized
- audio/volume may need normalization

A pleasant window-lit view of a mechanical taffy maker which stretches thin and folds back in a mass of not-so-sticky confectionary goop.

1) soweli suwi li lukin ike. "ona li mu wawa."
2) soweli lili li kama ona. "mi lape tawa soweli lili."
3) ona li jo e soweli lape lili. "ona li ken lon."
4) ona li lukin pilin seme. "mi ken ala kama sona pona tawa ma ni."
5) ona tu li pilin pona tawa ona li pilin olin. "jan pona li ken lon pona."
6) ona wan li pilin ike. luka ona li len e sinpin ona. "taso mi ken ala."
7) moku li kawa. "mi moku la mi kama awen."
8) ona li lape insa tomo pi kasi suli wawa. kasi mute li lon. "mi wile lape lon kasi suli tomo."
9) ona li lape lon supa. soweli lili li lon lukin tawa ala. "la taso mi ken ala."

The European cover art for the 2001 PS2 game ICO. It's a yellow-green wash for a distant sky. The land seems to be part of an empty white castle. A windmill faces the sea. Ladders and strange columns rise from everything, and arch their bridging toward the white castle that looms. Through a gap in the structures, two small figures run toward the sea. The leading figure is smaller, has little horns, and carries a stick. They are holding the hand of (and pulling along) the other figure, who must run and stumble to keep up.

I love Monster Hunter. Even if the world outside ends for a lot of us, I am really glad that I got to experience the wonderful games made in this series. There is something so sensitive and quiet about the little details that often go overlooked. It's not a game about hunting only. It's a game about a world where despite it all, people band together to pursue what they love.

There have always been little stories like that, and it's not always a serious game. However, it makes me cry. I can't explain. The little expressions, or dialogue, and the settings and characters just going about their lives in this world... I feel like I'm already dead. There is seemingly very little sanity or goodness in this world. But in that world, I can see a beauty and humanity that I know is possible.

I ship my hunter with Alma. They are lesbians. The relationship is allowed. As long as she's not the handler. Thank you, Erik.

jan alasa ni li lukin tawa sina. ona li insa tomo pona ona, la ijo anu ilo mute li lon supa lon poka lon sijelo ona lon ale. taso, ona li lukin ike. oko wan lon sinpin sina li lukin suno la selo ona lon ni li lukin jaki. taso, ona li pilin lape tawa ale, la ona li len e ona kepeken len luka suli la len sijelo suli la taso ona li len ala e sijelo ona sewi pi wan insa tu. ona li lukin, la ona li pilin ala. insa tomo ni, la ona li moku, li lape, li pali tawa pali ante, la ona li pana kiwen tawa ilo ona.

(wan insa tu)

ni li lipu lili pi pilin mi. ni li ken ala pana sona ale tawa sina. sona ale pi sijelo mi anu lawa mi li ken ala kama lon. o kute pona tawa mi, la mi alasa e nasin ni lon tenpo mute taso ale lon sin mi.

mi pali tawa toki pona la mi ken ala pilin kiwen tawa toki mi. toki mi li pona tawa mi, la mi lukin pona tawa toki pona lon tenpo mute, la mi wile kama sona pi toki pona.

tan ala la mi toki lili tawa jan ante pi toki pona la mi pilin ike taso. taso, ni li taso kama tan mi li jan ante tawa ma ale.

ni li ike ala, la mi kama sona ni tan lukin insa anu lukin tawa sitelen pona pi jan ante sama. ike ala ni li pana sona pona tawa mi. tenpo pini la mi kama sona ante tawa sona pi jan mama mi.

sona pi jan mama mute mi li kama ike mute mute. ni li kama lon tenpo pini kepeken ala sin mi, la mi kama sin tan wile ala.

tan jan mama wile ala tawa mi la mi wile ala kin tawa mi. ni li pana pilin ike mute tawa mi lon tenpo mute mute. taso, mi awen tawa pali mi kepeken sona pi jan seme li ken pona.

jan seme anu seme li ken kama pona,
jan seme anu seme li ken pana pona.

i have this terrible idea for a lean web server. that is, as long as one has access to the means of hosting an https server, one could allow users to send in messages and their own content via the https URL requests they make.

the server will still collect those attempts, even if they 404. and then occasionally, given some kind of manually grown user authentication method, valid postings will be re-built into the static website.

anu la mi wile toki tawa pali mi.

mi sona seme ala seme tawa ilo kiwen, la mi sona mute ala mute tawa nasin pi kama jan pona.

anu la, mi wile toki kepeken jan ante insa sijelo mi, la ona mute li pana ante tawa nasin mi. mi lon ala. mi lon weka. mi lon moli. mi lon suno anu mun. mi weka ala. mi ala weka.

taso sijelo mi li lili. mi sama pip lili.

pip lili li lukin tawa ma mute la ona li pali mute tawa kama sin. ona li pali mute tawa pona ala pona tawa ma ni mi ale.

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lipu suno sama la kalama pilin kulupu la
. . tenpo ale la ma mute la
. . . . kulupu mute la pona sama o lon

mama [Sonja]
. . li lipu e mu lipu suno sama kulupu
. . li lon poka pi mama open [Zamenhof (Sameno)]

kulupu pali lipu suno sama
toki pona en toki Gúòsà en
toki [e] (?) en toki ante mute a la
. . mi olin suli e awen pona ona la
. . . . kulupu mi li pali poka
. . . . . . li pana e wawa tawa kulupu ante
. . . . . . li poka pona la
. . . . . . . . mi ale li pilin pona suli

jan [Navíd] li kalama wawa
. . li lawa e ken ale pi kalama lipu suno sama
. . . . lon ma ale