The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

Thank you, Jack

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people. 

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no longer writing in the third person

isaac

2 (actually index). two is company

division of reality is straying away from it

much more tactility

send your tumblr

that looks like my instagram account

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

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

magnetisation/form


in a post. I want to be remembered

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

Lift Analysis

propensity within someone

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13