There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
plato
that looks like my instagram account
isaac newton
send your tumblr
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
its good
hiding from the rain
i understand
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
much more tactility
thank you
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
no longer writing in the third person
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you cannot feed someone truth
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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt