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.

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.

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.


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Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

its performative

really i want the internet

but i respect your search

brb i will read and reply sincerely

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos