Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
lol yea
like first name
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.we need to be deconstructing our identities
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
hiding from the rain
which magnetises chains of pins
so at the end
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
as in
...
isaac newton
what do you think my name is
I am below everything.