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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

kind of mythopoesis

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Today I felt like starting

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

but really the thing should be autonomous

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

Style

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

abrar?

and the fake qualifier

I Write Goodbye Letter

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

FOUNDING DOCUMENT



really i want the internet

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

all that is to say

god being the centre magnet