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hiding from the rain

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

kind of mythopoesis

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

not their contents

Better Lift

Today I felt like starting

Worse Lift

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Style

its performative

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03