really i want the internet

Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

sorry i am texting like a slav

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

so at the end

is everyoneback on tumblr now

send your tumblr

lol

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

yeah

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

no like which do people call me

yeah

god being the centre magnet

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

what do you think my name is

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

plato

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.