It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
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.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
its good
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
in a post. I want to be remembered
hiding from the rain
bro i read nothing in my life
...
which magnetises chains of pins
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Today I felt like starting
no longer writing in the third person
isaac
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
god being the centre magnet