i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Style

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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'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.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

yes

Today I felt like starting


i am quite illiterate on producing technology

IWGD

1

kind of mythopoesis

Picture

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

no longer writing in the third person

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

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

whats your name?