Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Rain, starting

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.

you cannot feed someone truth

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Thank you, Jack

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It Will Get Lighter

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

barren land

sorry i am texting like a slav

thank you

its good short few pages

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

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.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

its good

plato

what do you mean

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

i have read not even 1 book

it is hopeful

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

and the fake qualifier