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.


ion

the site i am dreaming

magnetises a pin

feel you

like magnets

whats your name?

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

sorry i am texting like a slav

i love it here

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

plato

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

which magnetises chains of pins

so the method has to be autonomous

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

i was tempted to lie about my name

and the fake qualifier

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

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

Slug

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

this will be about a slug

...

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

was it worth it

hello reader,

its performative

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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 wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.