Slug

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

all that is to say

as in

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

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its good short few pages

magnetisation/form

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

isaac newton

i dont understand magnetisation

really i want the internet

barren land

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

its performative

i want to do that too

2 (actually index). two is company

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

isaac