I am below everything.

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

but i respect your search

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

no longer writing in the third person

Better Lift

its good