i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

it is hopeful

in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Rain, starting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Picture

much more tactility

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

what do you mean

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

hiding from the rain

as in

i love it here

sorry i am texting like a slav