Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

division of reality is straying away from it

as in

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

not their contents

Picture

so the method has to be autonomous

you cannot feed someone truth

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.

idk

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i have read not even 1 book

or never left

your feed looks like my tumblr