to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

really i want the internet

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

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Style

thank you

but i respect your search

plato

or never left

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Rain, starting

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

as in

i was tempted to lie about my name

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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