The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Rain, starting

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Lift Analysis

13, H, grate

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Better Lift

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

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

feel you

its good

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

and the fake qualifier