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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Picture

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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

its performative

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i really havent

god being the centre magnet

yeah


not their contents

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

was it worth it

we need to be deconstructing our identities

that looks like my instagram account

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
this will be about a slug

autonomy of learning

idk