something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.I am below everything.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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.Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.not so on: yvf(wthw)
which magnetises chains of pins
hiding from the rain
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
fw
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.