Better Lift

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

I am below everything.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

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isaac newton

so the method has to be autonomous

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

"Put a blanket."
was it worth it