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.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Better Lift

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

...

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

the site i am dreaming

currently

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i really havent

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?


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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

wait what is that

Worse Lift

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

1

. way too specific.

Lift Analysis

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Can I see

kind of mythopoesis