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

its good short few pages

i really havent

...

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i dont understand magnetisation

have you read

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

yes

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

13, H, grate

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autonomy of learning

not so on: yvf(wthw)

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

it is hopeful

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

like magnets

It Will Get Lighter

all that is to say

It Will Get Lighter

magnetises a pin