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I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

in a post. I want to be remembered

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

It Will Get Lighter

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.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Rain, starting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Better Lift

Thank you, Jack

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

13, H, grate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Today I felt like starting

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