There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i understand
sorry i am texting like a slav
god being the centre magnet
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.what do you think my name is
i want to do that too
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
isaac
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good short few pages
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation