no longer writing in the third person
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Better Lift
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
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.yes
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
really i want the internet
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
but i respect your search
it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
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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
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Thank you, Jack
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me