and the fake qualifier

no longer writing in the third person

isaac newton

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

Rain, starting

no like which do people call me

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

ahnaf abrar

its good

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

i dont understand magnetisation

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

its performative

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

ion

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

as in

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

feel you

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting