Forced natrual engraned

Construction in Minnesota has showed forces of exreme cold winters and predictable summers. Especially clear alignment with nature is construction. Forced (will finish this thought someday)

it's going to be alright is a lie to enjoy today.

going to keep this a public brainstorm.

I was a teacher for two simesters. The dean called me into his office to tell me that I could not give every student an A. I don't know how not to when I could see the effort, potential, expression, and the environmental/societal vector they currently existed. Grading art is impossible. I stopped teaching.

After years of deconstructing and removing all human constructs as unrelated to real nature like the chair in contact, once removed it's a clearer picture. And in all of this I never thought of my own identity as a construct, which it is and then applied to others then we can see how celebrities are group constructs and I believe contain projections, not real person anymore at all, but then never was. 

In the move 5th element she learbed about humans a through z. She doesnt learn about War until W but she would, in reality, know EVERYTHING about war long before W. She would have already learned about Napalm, Cannon Balls, Murder, Genocide, etc...

If I people are a construct and a medium reflectedeans I am.a construct and a medium, like if AI dpes something through me without much direction, I am then more of a conduit..

Original Artwork to ai

Original Drawings fed to AI

Your own content

I had a Facebook and got it up the max of 5k friends and about 15k followers. The engagement was awesome but I lacked the control of my own content, how it appeared, in what order and worse what would be deleted or banned etc.. No control and no income (all content was under Facebooks venue). 

Years ago I came up with the word incoprea. It wasn't in the dictionary so I used it and started a website with that name to put all my work. At first it was a mess but it was there and it had content. Only after Facebook and other sites like instagram started to change did I start spending more time workin on my own.

There is really no feedback loop on your own site, but there is total control and in that it becomes a piece of art too.

I posted an article about how MSTR btc fund was 11 billion dollars negative on their investment and Reddit deleted ALL of my videos, artwork and articles for the past 8 years (hundreds)... So, even though I only kept Reddit and Youtube, Reddit found a way to delete my work.

Youtube also recently let me know I was demonetized for using AI when the monetized my in 2026 WITH AI. A bit about youtube, most people have one viralvideo, once they realize it's virally, they have to apply for YouTube partnership, but the time is it approved the virility is mostly or all over with and the next one is not coming (probably) so they make 100%... Of course, for regular high subscriber shows or productions, it can be good revenue.   

I worked with a clipart company once too, I created vector illustrations and they would put a percentage of every sale into my account, I could cash it out when it was over $100. Earned 98 then got an email about how their were reclaiming fees form contributors and it took all of that. WORK FOR YOURSELF ON YOUR OWN SITE...

So you have a site, maybe a blog (Thinking of an imaginary audience member helps me write in the tone someone might like to hear) Over time your site will shop up in searches but it doesn't hurt to promote it in sites like Facebook, Instagram, TikTok, Reddit, USE these sites to market your site, duplicate content (i.e. a new art piece is on your site AND Facebook)

Armor yourself by Creating your own domain, and backing it up.

You can find hosts that are affordable and top of the line, Mine is around $100 a year for domain and hosting with all the current updates. You can also host yourself (above my head).

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The Depot of Mild Weather

I keep a small notebook for the depot on Larch Street because the official timetable only tells you where the buses stop, not what kind of morning they are carrying.

Most people do not care. They scan the board, match the wrist mirror number to their route, and stand under the awning with the same face everyone uses before work. I care because the changes are beautiful in the way a cheap thing can be beautiful when it keeps working after it should have quit.

The 14 used to be a straight rain bus. Then last month it started arriving with mild weather in the destination box. Not sun, not drizzle, not the hard silver fog they send through the south side when the schools run late. Mild. That is the word on the glass. People laugh at me for writing it down, but I saw three passengers step off looking less angry than when they boarded.

I am not a city planner or a climate clerk. I clean the vending machines twice a week and help my uncle count transfers when his knees are bad. That is enough access to notice things. The tide marks on the pavement have moved closer to bay three, even though there is no water in this part of town. The paper maps keep curling toward neighborhoods that were never printed. Yesterday a driver covered one stop name with tape and said it was for everyone's comfort.

That is what I like about buses. They make huge systems feel ordinary. You can stand next to the machine, drink bad coffee, and watch a whole city admit what it needs without saying it directly.

If the 14 says mild weather again tomorrow, I am taking it all the way to the last stop.

The same

Religion tries to explain separation.

Matter shows there was never separation to begin with.

We are different lives made from the same thing.

Focus

Good books
Great art
Continue to explore

take a care of myself
take care of my family