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.

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

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

Can I see

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

really i want the internet

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Style

kind of mythopoesis

but really the thing should be autonomous

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me