"once there was a tiny story
who got lonely
so it told itself four hundred more."


just wanted to celebrate 400 tiny stories with a tiny story. thank you all for ur wonderful stories!
once about 6 months ago i wrote a tiny story
about a butterfly
and then i decided to animate it for fun and upload it.
and it is so satisfying seeing all these stories collect and evolve into their own style. cause i really do think they have developed their own collective 'voice' .. through everyone's contributions.
because they dont just feel like any old tiny stories. they all sort of fit somehow. im not sure how exactly.

here is my spontaneous brief explanation of what i think the stories have become:

they are all a sort of voice saying 'look closer..'
cause there's magic and sentience in our everyday lives and we are missing it. and it feels like these stories are encouraging us to discover it. unfamiliarising the extraordinaries,
in the familiar ordinaries.


and lastly.. i like that im not needed anymore..
i know that sounds like such pretentious bullshit but seriously if i disappeared now there would still be more tiny stories and theyd just get better far beyond the first ones, and it has nothing to do with me anymore. it's a total collective thing.
it sounds like that shouldnt be a good thing:/ but theres seriously seriously something really comforting about that.


im not gonna disappear tho sorry :p
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p.s
hitrecord is seriously awesome :D
im glad i found it