There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Better Lift

Worse Lift


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

in a post. I want to be remembered

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Style

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

its performative

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

so an active mazelike process

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

your feed looks like my tumblr

as in

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

it is hopeful

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50