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was it worth it

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

the site i am dreaming

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
part of an old note. It will get lighter.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

and the fake qualifier

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

kind of mythopoesis

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

really i want the internet

Thank you, Jack