i love it here

Rain, starting

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

It Will Get Lighter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

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.


it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Better Lift

the site i am dreaming

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


you have a beautiful account btw

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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