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.

was it worth it

is this you as well

fw

i love it here

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

so at the end

lol yea

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

like first name

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

that looks like my instagram account

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

bro i read nothing in my life

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i really havent

...

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

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

currently

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


no longer writing in the third person

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

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.