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Rain, starting

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. 

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i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

in a post. I want to be remembered

Style

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

no longer writing in the third person

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

so at the end

It Will Get Lighter

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13