Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

hiding from the rain

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

the site i am dreaming

no longer writing in the third person

IWGD

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

13, H, grate

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

I am below everything.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

that looks like my instagram account

Better Lift

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

it is hopeful

its performative

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

have you read

i see a website

you have a beautiful account btw

"Put a blanket."

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.