Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

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.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Rain, starting

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Today I felt like starting

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

kind of mythopoesis

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

hello reader,

Can I see

December 2025

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

this will be about a slug