hiding from the rain

Today I felt like starting

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Picture

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

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

which magnetises chains of pins

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we need to be deconstructing our identities

13, H, grate

whats your name?

kind of mythopoesis

Worse Lift