It Will Get Lighter

hello reader,

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

in a post. I want to be remembered

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

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

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

i have read not even 1 book

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

its good

abrar?

plato

and the fake qualifier

yes

i want to do that too

was it worth it

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

or never left

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

December 2025

i really havent

I am below everything.

wait what is that

i was tempted to lie about my name