kind of mythopoesis

its good

Rain, starting

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.

i really havent


i dont understand magnetisation

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then


and the fake qualifier

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

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.

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plato

or never left

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate


isaac

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.


all that is to say

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not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

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