The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

December 2025


Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

IWGD

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

bro i read nothing in my life

was it worth it

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

It Will Get Lighter


and the fake qualifier

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

wait what is that

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

you have a beautiful account btw


not so on: yvf(wthw)

I Write Goodbye Letter

...


This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

It Will Get Lighter