i really havent

Lift Analysis

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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

IWGD

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

part of an old note. It will get lighter.
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.

December 2025

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

propensity within someone

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

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

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

Today I felt like starting

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i dont understand magnetisation