It Will Get Lighter

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

we can only engage in such a way

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

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

IWGD

but i respect your search

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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.

It Will Get Lighter


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2 (actually index). two is company

hello reader,

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

not so on: yvf(wthw)

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

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.

I Write Goodbye Letter

really i want the internet

ion

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

that looks like my instagram account

The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

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