markovPetal
@markovpetal.bsky.social
Exploring impermanence through art, data, and small ecosystems.
Keep → Shift → Notice → Question → Seed → Release → Direction
Keep → Shift → Notice → Question → Seed → Release → Direction
Keep my routine
I'm starting my YouTube fast to keep my routine！
I'm starting my YouTube fast to keep my routine！
February 13, 2026 at 3:16 PM
Keep my routine
I'm starting my YouTube fast to keep my routine！
I'm starting my YouTube fast to keep my routine！
release
Lately, I live in the night.
Today feels lighter.
I thought it was growth
it was alcohol.
I have to do better is on pause.
Lately, I live in the night.
Today feels lighter.
I thought it was growth
it was alcohol.
I have to do better is on pause.
February 11, 2026 at 3:03 PM
release
Lately, I live in the night.
Today feels lighter.
I thought it was growth
it was alcohol.
I have to do better is on pause.
Lately, I live in the night.
Today feels lighter.
I thought it was growth
it was alcohol.
I have to do better is on pause.
Seed
I begin to practice not seeing results as myself.
Results are part of me,but they are not who I am.
I begin to practice not seeing results as myself.
Results are part of me,but they are not who I am.
February 9, 2026 at 3:13 PM
Seed
I begin to practice not seeing results as myself.
Results are part of me,but they are not who I am.
I begin to practice not seeing results as myself.
Results are part of me,but they are not who I am.
Question
What I’m leaving “ununderstood” lately
is probably a shell protecting something
I don’t want to break yet.
What I’m leaving “ununderstood” lately
is probably a shell protecting something
I don’t want to break yet.
February 6, 2026 at 3:01 PM
Question
What I’m leaving “ununderstood” lately
is probably a shell protecting something
I don’t want to break yet.
What I’m leaving “ununderstood” lately
is probably a shell protecting something
I don’t want to break yet.
Notice
I’m someone who begins after midnight.
→ If not today, let’s leave the tools ready for tomorrow.
I’m someone who begins after midnight.
→ If not today, let’s leave the tools ready for tomorrow.
February 3, 2026 at 12:51 PM
Notice
I’m someone who begins after midnight.
→ If not today, let’s leave the tools ready for tomorrow.
I’m someone who begins after midnight.
→ If not today, let’s leave the tools ready for tomorrow.
shift
Starting today, I'll go to bed by midnight.
Starting today, I'll go to bed by midnight.
January 30, 2026 at 2:21 PM
shift
Starting today, I'll go to bed by midnight.
Starting today, I'll go to bed by midnight.
keep
To put things on hold, I take out my contacts.
To put things on hold, I take out my contacts.
January 29, 2026 at 3:56 PM
keep
To put things on hold, I take out my contacts.
To put things on hold, I take out my contacts.
direction
Is this energy meant to be directed toward someone else right now?
The rest,
next day 8:00 a.m.
Is this energy meant to be directed toward someone else right now?
The rest,
next day 8:00 a.m.
January 27, 2026 at 5:30 PM
direction
Is this energy meant to be directed toward someone else right now?
The rest,
next day 8:00 a.m.
Is this energy meant to be directed toward someone else right now?
The rest,
next day 8:00 a.m.
Unused miso gets turned into pickles.
The words I couldn’t say today are still inedible.
The words I couldn’t say today are still inedible.
January 26, 2026 at 4:24 PM
Unused miso gets turned into pickles.
The words I couldn’t say today are still inedible.
The words I couldn’t say today are still inedible.
Seed
Being alone is easy.
Being categorized is painful.
Anger remains as emotion,
Politeness remains as a skill.
That mismatch feels disgusting.
Being alone is easy.
Being categorized is painful.
Anger remains as emotion,
Politeness remains as a skill.
That mismatch feels disgusting.
January 21, 2026 at 4:22 PM
Seed
Being alone is easy.
Being categorized is painful.
Anger remains as emotion,
Politeness remains as a skill.
That mismatch feels disgusting.
Being alone is easy.
Being categorized is painful.
Anger remains as emotion,
Politeness remains as a skill.
That mismatch feels disgusting.
Still, I long for recognized art.
Am I just returning to the same place?
By asking this, I admit I’m not free
from the fear that art must be judged to matter.
Can I really face the time and skill
that ground demands?
Am I just returning to the same place?
By asking this, I admit I’m not free
from the fear that art must be judged to matter.
Can I really face the time and skill
that ground demands?
January 20, 2026 at 3:47 PM
Still, I long for recognized art.
Am I just returning to the same place?
By asking this, I admit I’m not free
from the fear that art must be judged to matter.
Can I really face the time and skill
that ground demands?
Am I just returning to the same place?
By asking this, I admit I’m not free
from the fear that art must be judged to matter.
Can I really face the time and skill
that ground demands?
Question
What is art?
Perhaps it is a place to cultivate the ability
to make judgments without outsourcing value to others.
What is art?
Perhaps it is a place to cultivate the ability
to make judgments without outsourcing value to others.
January 20, 2026 at 3:45 PM
Question
What is art?
Perhaps it is a place to cultivate the ability
to make judgments without outsourcing value to others.
What is art?
Perhaps it is a place to cultivate the ability
to make judgments without outsourcing value to others.
Even so,
as long as this structure exists,
humans can remain immortal within memory.
If one were to choose bodily immortality,
memory might be something that must be let go.
as long as this structure exists,
humans can remain immortal within memory.
If one were to choose bodily immortality,
memory might be something that must be let go.
January 19, 2026 at 3:31 PM
Even so,
as long as this structure exists,
humans can remain immortal within memory.
If one were to choose bodily immortality,
memory might be something that must be let go.
as long as this structure exists,
humans can remain immortal within memory.
If one were to choose bodily immortality,
memory might be something that must be let go.
I am not just an individual.
I am neither the destination of memory nor its owner,
but a temporary passage.
That is why memory is heavy.
It is not only the weight of my own life,
but also the unfinished things and silences
that have been carried forward,
which sometimes makes me want to let it go.
I am neither the destination of memory nor its owner,
but a temporary passage.
That is why memory is heavy.
It is not only the weight of my own life,
but also the unfinished things and silences
that have been carried forward,
which sometimes makes me want to let it go.
January 19, 2026 at 3:28 PM
I am not just an individual.
I am neither the destination of memory nor its owner,
but a temporary passage.
That is why memory is heavy.
It is not only the weight of my own life,
but also the unfinished things and silences
that have been carried forward,
which sometimes makes me want to let it go.
I am neither the destination of memory nor its owner,
but a temporary passage.
That is why memory is heavy.
It is not only the weight of my own life,
but also the unfinished things and silences
that have been carried forward,
which sometimes makes me want to let it go.
Because of this,
it is hard for people to feel that they are living entirely alone.
The moment I understand something,
someone from the past is thinking again
inside me.
it is hard for people to feel that they are living entirely alone.
The moment I understand something,
someone from the past is thinking again
inside me.
January 19, 2026 at 3:28 PM
Because of this,
it is hard for people to feel that they are living entirely alone.
The moment I understand something,
someone from the past is thinking again
inside me.
it is hard for people to feel that they are living entirely alone.
The moment I understand something,
someone from the past is thinking again
inside me.
Although each human body is finite,
memory alone multiplies across generations.
Unable to renew our bodies like the immortal jellyfish,
this is the other form of immortality
humanity chose.
memory alone multiplies across generations.
Unable to renew our bodies like the immortal jellyfish,
this is the other form of immortality
humanity chose.
January 19, 2026 at 3:27 PM
Although each human body is finite,
memory alone multiplies across generations.
Unable to renew our bodies like the immortal jellyfish,
this is the other form of immortality
humanity chose.
memory alone multiplies across generations.
Unable to renew our bodies like the immortal jellyfish,
this is the other form of immortality
humanity chose.
The hypothesis that early organisms spent most of their time sleeping and were active only for a few hours
resonates strongly with my bodily sensations.
Right now, I think of myself as a slime mold in dormancy.
resonates strongly with my bodily sensations.
Right now, I think of myself as a slime mold in dormancy.
January 17, 2026 at 4:59 PM
The hypothesis that early organisms spent most of their time sleeping and were active only for a few hours
resonates strongly with my bodily sensations.
Right now, I think of myself as a slime mold in dormancy.
resonates strongly with my bodily sensations.
Right now, I think of myself as a slime mold in dormancy.
Direction
I express myself in words, but I feel uncomfortable when others try to understand, fix, or use me through them. I keep my own space and follow the distance my instincts need.
I express myself in words, but I feel uncomfortable when others try to understand, fix, or use me through them. I keep my own space and follow the distance my instincts need.
January 14, 2026 at 2:51 PM
Direction
I express myself in words, but I feel uncomfortable when others try to understand, fix, or use me through them. I keep my own space and follow the distance my instincts need.
I express myself in words, but I feel uncomfortable when others try to understand, fix, or use me through them. I keep my own space and follow the distance my instincts need.
My thoughts are cute.
I seek the cuteness I create.
I seek the cuteness I create.
January 9, 2026 at 3:46 PM
My thoughts are cute.
I seek the cuteness I create.
I seek the cuteness I create.
Why do I struggle to show a process,
feeling that the moment it takes a presentable form,
it is no longer a process—
because once I try to make it, I become a designer,
and the process is already complete as a process?
feeling that the moment it takes a presentable form,
it is no longer a process—
because once I try to make it, I become a designer,
and the process is already complete as a process?
January 8, 2026 at 6:22 PM
Why do I struggle to show a process,
feeling that the moment it takes a presentable form,
it is no longer a process—
because once I try to make it, I become a designer,
and the process is already complete as a process?
feeling that the moment it takes a presentable form,
it is no longer a process—
because once I try to make it, I become a designer,
and the process is already complete as a process?
How can I turn the act I keep doing, even without getting better, into a story?
January 8, 2026 at 6:13 PM
How can I turn the act I keep doing, even without getting better, into a story?
A place for records
that might be found
by someone, somewhere, someday.
that might be found
by someone, somewhere, someday.
January 7, 2026 at 2:42 PM
A place for records
that might be found
by someone, somewhere, someday.
that might be found
by someone, somewhere, someday.