It Will Get Lighter

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

I am below everything.

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 trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

or never left

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

like first name

barren land

plato

what do you think my name is

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i want to do that too

i have read not even 1 book

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

lol yea

i dont understand magnetisation

so an active mazelike process

have you read

your feed looks like my tumblr

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