hiding from the rain

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

brb i will read and reply sincerely

yes

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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.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

isaac

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Rain, starting

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.

as in

autonomy of learning

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

i love it here

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Better Lift

like magnets

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

division of reality is straying away from it

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?