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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Today I felt like starting

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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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.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

Lift Analysis

much more tactility

...

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

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

whats your name?

yeah

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.