Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

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.


something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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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.

Better Lift

IWGD

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

yeah

1

hiding from the rain

and the fake qualifier

i was tempted to lie about my name

it is hopeful

so the method has to be autonomous

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

its performative

so an active mazelike process

send your tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

i really havent

December 2025

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

i want to do that too

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away