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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

no i haven't really read anything

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

much more tactility

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so the method has to be autonomous

was it worth it

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

this will be about a slug

we can only engage in such a way

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

December 2025

all that is to say

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

I Write Goodbye Letter

you cannot feed someone truth

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

sorry i am texting like a slav

its good short few pages

thank you

Today I felt like starting

ion

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15