god being the centre magnet
IWGD
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.
I Write Goodbye Letter
Lift Analysis
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
2 (actually index). two is company
this will be about a slug
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.
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with
it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
