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.

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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