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.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

have you read

propensity within someone

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

its good short few pages

i love it here

division of reality is straying away from it

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

autonomy of learning

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

its performative

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything