Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

it is hopeful

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

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I Write Goodbye Letter

wait what is that

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

and the fake qualifier

IWGD

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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.

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.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression