Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

and the fake qualifier

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

ion

yeah

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.

have you read

isaac

plato

its performative

...

what do you mean

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

the site i am dreaming

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

December 2025

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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.