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

no longer writing in the third person

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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.

Rain, starting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

it is hopeful

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

really i want the internet

hiding from the rain

"Put a blanket."

brb i will read and reply sincerely

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

propensity within someone

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