a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Better Lift

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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

not their contents

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

all that is to say

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

you cannot feed someone truth

currently

13, H, grate

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

no longer writing in the third person

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Thank you, Jack


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.


is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

lol yea

what do you think my name is

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

and the fake qualifier

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

bro i read nothing in my life

It Will Get Lighter

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then