One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
it is hopeful
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
no longer writing in the third person
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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.whats your name?
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
hiding from the rain
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
so an active mazelike process
its good short few pages
division of reality is straying away from it
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
ion
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.