And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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.

Today I felt like starting

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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.

plato

you cannot feed someone truth

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

I am below everything.

not their contents

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

magnetisation/form

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Lift Analysis

lol