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.

Worse Lift

Rain, starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.


Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

13, H, grate


so at the end

not their contents

really i want the internet

you have a beautiful account btw

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

in a post. I want to be remembered

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

have you read

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

like first name

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

that looks like my instagram account

abrar?

It Will Get Lighter

whats your name?