Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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Thank you, Jack

this will be about a slug

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

lol yea

idk

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

I Write Goodbye Letter

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

that looks like my instagram account

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

or never left

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

December 2025

you cannot feed someone truth

fw

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

"Put a blanket."