its good

kind of mythopoesis

Rain, starting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

this will be about a slug

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

what do you think my name is

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

idk

that looks like my instagram account

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i have read not even 1 book

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i was tempted to lie about my name

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i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.

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It Will Get Lighter

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

It Will Get Lighter

2 (actually index). two is company