20/08/2026
Ok so ‘reduced visibility’ is happening, too mouthy, don’t do enough hash tags, or replies to comments, or replies to messages & too big of a gap in posts…all true & not really sure I care because this tech world still freaks me right out…yet I do it…also I’ll never use AI to post on here this will always be moi whispering sweet nothings one minute & slaying the next…we have some incoming news that we are pretty exited to share so it would be good if when we do there is no ‘ban’ on thy butt whilst doom scrolling for the deathly dopamine hits…I have a question, reminds me of Steiner days as an early childhood educator singing away whilst making endless crunchy buns for the children…now it’s scones for the dead’s peeps ensuring there is enough jam & cream…wouldn’t want it any other way…so the question… Open shut them, open shut them, give a little clap…creep them creep them right up to your chin…but do not let them in…a favourite…so open or closed coffin/casket/shroud or Paperbark Pod? Are you ok with having your body viewed after you have died? Ever asked yourself that question?…I of course have much to say on this & have strong personal beliefs that are my own & most days we have to keep our personal stories/belief/values on neutral ground because what aunty Dorothy wants is cousin Franks worst nightmare causing your best friends sister to go to therapy for a good part of a decade to come to peace with the fact that grandma Lo**ta was a very naughty girl because the dna test by Ancestry just landed a smoke bomb email letting you know your mother has 6 siblings in Italy when your parents have never left the country? All while no one actually knew what Jack wanted to have happen to his body when he died causing his religious son & hippy daughter to fight over earth & fire like Vikings on meth…I s**t you not these are true stories & some I can never say out loud because I’d be scheduled they are so unbelievable… O P E N or C L O S E D, anyone who answers don’t care will be shortlisted for being haunted by that witchy great aunt Barbara who you thought liked you…