a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

all that is to say

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

It Will Get Lighter

idk

division of reality is straying away from it

you cannot feed someone truth

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

so at the end

plato

much more tactility

so an active mazelike process

IWGD

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

lol

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thank you, Jack

barren land

isaac