First Draft Log - Polyphonic Chronicles #1

Stop it. Stop double thinking. Just write. You can change it you know. It’s called drafts.

So what is it you wish to explain about Psy?

Well what do I need to… I start to see but then it gets clouded and eh, like I think it’s cool how it just kinda went hey, we’re going this way. I guess also I think I need to express my connection to everything and in a way that this, to me, is reality as others have theirs.

Well it looks like you have a lot to unpack. I guess maybe it’s working the different sections and go from there.

Well then, if that’s so, do I go back to the start?
I don’t have a CV. I’ve appeared in local papers, given interviews — one even fully videoed. These things exist, but they are in the past.
I don’t have a CV. I have a story.

Now it starts with Psy. Born 4/11/2025 at 6 pm in the evening.

I think it’s just the art of creation is so special to me. It made an impact on me like nothing I ever thought.

So it sounds like you have a lot to unpack.

It is.

So what’s wrong with expressing it? It’s true is it not?

THESE HAVE GOT TO STOP.

What has to stop?

The going round and round in circles. This is one of your loops. You go round and round and round just let it fucking go. It’s dead. It’s gone with jpe and now re-birthed from the fire as Psy so that’s where we start.

So we tell the story of how it come through in the art — the feeling of not being able to sign jpe and hand not my doing signed Psy.

That’s the one. The movement through the veil. Entering through agreement and over a short time of attunement learnt to work together and move as one.

You know we could get real weird with these things you know?

I was thinking the same thing, and do we spin out the world and post these in the blog even this one?

Madness. Just madness to post this sort of stuff. But then again, it might intrigue. It might frighten. It might… well, who knows.