no longer writing in the third person

so at the end

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

13, H, grate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Rain, starting

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

It Will Get Lighter

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

much more tactility

fw

so an active mazelike process

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

It Will Get Lighter

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

as in

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

Lift Analysis

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

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