plato

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Rain, starting

13, H, grate

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree. 

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Better Lift

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.

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


in a post. I want to be remembered

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

it is hopeful

IWGD

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

your feed looks like my tumblr

so the method has to be autonomous

isaac newton

its performative

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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

really i want the internet

Lift Analysis

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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