but i respect your search
hiding from the rain
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.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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
but really the thing should be autonomous
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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.
ahnaf abrar
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.plato