:notes from the house

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this is for the armchair.
the lab stays the workshop.
these notes are the morning paper.
you do not have to come downstairs to know what is already here.
four doors
Gym — first door. load a take. run it. the coach listens in silence. peek only if you ask. afterglow holds the start of the take — youth at the door. when you know your way, the box can rest.
Bones — still study. no clock. half the shape is yours in orbit. You are the one setting it up for final spin with the number of live arteries and the fascia intensity (Earth BPM).
Motion — walk the bones, or record a cover until stop, then save. play lives in the gym. arteries alone, or arteries with planets if you invite them.
Lab — downstairs when curiosity is ready. clap once: lights down, shape remains. clap again, or Esc, and you return. Feeling open for a slightly different feel and look of Bones? Finetune it up in lab, enjoy in other rooms.
the walk we keep
bone: square
preset: equal-homecoming
phrase lengths: 5, 7, 9, 11, 13
open → rise → home.
a second bone is in the house: triangle. same grammar. square stays square.
we did the Fibonacci sequence, too. but triangle still waits to wear it. Square gets priviledge from time to time, but that's the way things are here.
air
Wheel of Times lives in the Lab. every planet has a slider and a number. proportions stay sacred. edit one, it leads; the others pull. the same ladder travels the rooms. no surprise reset.
2D field: 100% to study the bone. toward 0 for finished art.
muscle
a mirror, not a crown.
no leaderboard.
dare only versus yourself.
harmonize, don’t verdict.
don't go looking for muscle yet. you won't find the door. but you can already feel it in the gym. the coach knows more about the muscle, too. but the coach only talks if you ask him to.
what we say out loud
patience finds stillpoint.
open in · open out.
type court is locked for a while. King — identity (logo) only. Stable, continuous, yet with the thin touch of cricket antennae... Queen — the talking voice.
not yet, on purpose
fire is a whisper.
frost waits until a guest’s mouth asks.
the cake is the cake.






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