its good

Rain, starting

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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you cannot feed someone truth

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

abrar?

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

what do you think my name is

and the fake qualifier

which magnetises chains of pins

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

i love it here

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

whats your name?

yeah

Lift Analysis

Slug

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

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

but i respect your search

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

much more tactility

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

no i haven't really read anything