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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

currently

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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in a post. I want to be remembered

It Will Get Lighter

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

no longer writing in the third person

magnetises a pin

its good

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

plato

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

Rain, starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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13, H, grate

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

no like which do people call me

like magnets