yes

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

13, H, grate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

It Will Get Lighter

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 08:38:49

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

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

isaac

it is hopeful

idk

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them