so at the end

13, H, grate

currently

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

IWGD

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

no longer writing in the third person

hello reader,

its good

i want to do that too


god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

so the method has to be autonomous

and the fake qualifier

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

all that is to say

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

you cannot feed someone truth

bro i read nothing in my life