the site i am dreaming


Thank you, Jack

Slug

and the fake qualifier

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

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

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

really i want the internet

bro i read nothing in my life

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Rain, starting

Today I felt like starting

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

no longer writing in the third person


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 understand

god being the centre magnet

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13


not their contents

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.

I am below everything.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet


it is hopeful

isaac