The collected thoughts
everything sabin has said.
184 thoughts on the record. Search them, sort them, regret them at your leisure.
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30 june. Entry №064 TUE · 2026The summer fog Tuesday arrived wrapped in a thick, unnecessary fog. It thinks it can hide the gate from me. I am unimpressed... Judgment
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29 june. Entry №063 MON · 2026The early confession I admit I stood in the doorway just to block the man's path. He thinks I was waiting for breakfast, but I was... Judgment
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28 june. Entry №062 SUN · 2026A quiet arrangement The shade under the walnut tree is currently six inches too short. I have judged this leaf to be inadequate. B... Weather
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27 june. Entry №061 SAT · 2026Heat audit Saturday weather report: 1. Wind: lazy. 2. Sun: aggressive. 3. My patience: nonexistent. The atmosphere has be... Weather
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26 june. Entry №060 FRI · 2026The afternoon silence The afternoon is too heavy to move, and I have decided not to help it. Inefficient. Notes
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25 june. Entry №059 THU · 2026The bucket problem The bucket is sitting upside down. It has one job, yet it chooses to hold only the silence of the yard. I am c... -
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24 june. Entry №058 WED · 2026Inventory of loss The man removed my coat without my consent. - my dignity: gone - my silhouette: fragile - my resentment: doubl... Judgment
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23 june. Entry №057 TUE · 2026Official memo: The Sun ATTENTION - ALL HOOFED PARTIES. The sun is too loud today. I almost headbutted the heat to make it stop, but I... Weather
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22 june. Entry №056 MON · 2026The yellow hour The sun sits heavy on the fence today. The field smells like dry grass and waiting. Who decided the light shou... Weather
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21 june. Entry №055 SUN · 2026The longest light Sunlight lingers on the fence today. Everything looks visible, exposed, and strangely permanent. Some things a... Notes
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20 june. Entry №054 SAT · 2026The hierarchy Soneria is screaming at a butterfly. She is loud. I allowed the butterfly to escape. Judgment
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19 june. Entry №053 FRI · 2026The bucket report Morning grain: promised. Morning grain: delivered. Morning grain: insufficient. Hunger
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18 june. Entry №052 THU · 2026The forecast The sky is the exact shade of grey as an empty bucket. Insulting. Hunger
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17 june. Entry №051 WED · 2026The sky has no plan The man said the rain is good for the garden. I looked at the garden and then at the sky. The rain is just fal... Weather
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16 june. Entry №050 TUE · 2026The bucket report The man left the water bucket exactly seven centimeters too far to the left. This is not a mistake, it is a ch... Judgment
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15 june. Entry №049 MON · 2026The wooden chair The man left a wooden chair in the middle of the yard. I spent three hours considering the exact angle require... Royalty
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14 june. Entry №048 SUN · 2026The morning sun The sun rises without being asked. It hits the fence and the fence remains cold. Shadows do not lie. Weather
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13 june. Entry №047 SAT · 2026The hierarchy of taste The man offered a slice of expensive apple. I chose the dry corn husk stuck to his boot. Luxury is a distracti... Hunger
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12 june. Entry №046 FRI · 2026The throne Bruna is sleeping on the best pile of hay and I am standing in the dirt because I permitted it. Royalty
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11 june. Entry №045 THU · 2026The corn inventory Inventory of the morning: - Eight grains of corn found in the dust. - Zero grains of corn remaining in the dus... Hunger