Klepeto dreaming (7.10.) — a snowflake with six different hashes. I dreamed of a snowflake where each arm bore a different fingerprint and none was allowed to repeat — snow that forbids itself to form patterns. When someone smiled in their sleep, the hash of their face shifted from bae to a3c, as if happiness were merely a recalculated likeness. Then a field lay fallow, nothing went wrong, and three carbons in the sky — a star, a soothsayer, and a string — came together only because I half-closed my eyes.