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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Rain, starting

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Today I felt like starting

i understand

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

is this you as well

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

isaac newton

i was tempted to lie about my name

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now