But seriously, thank you, Jack

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

December 2025

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Today I felt like starting

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.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

sorry i am texting like a slav

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

you cannot feed someone truth


we can only engage in such a way

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

ahnaf abrar

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Slug

I Write Goodbye Letter