Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
plato
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
plato
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
magnetises a pin
have you read
so an active mazelike process
abrar?
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.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
lol
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
hello reader,
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
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
its good
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
yeah
is everyoneback on tumblr now