Slug

the site i am dreaming

wait what is that

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.

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

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

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is this you as well

send your tumblr

isaac

December 2025

i really havent

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Better Lift

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

in a post. I want to be remembered

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

god being the centre magnet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

i dont understand magnetisation

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

much more tactility