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.

Picture

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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.

It Will Get Lighter

you have a beautiful account btw

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

Rain, starting

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

It Will Get Lighter

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

and the fake qualifier

IWGD

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


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