i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

kind of mythopoesis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

i see a website

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

this will be about a slug

...

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

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


nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

hiding from the rain

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then