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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
to work
in time to get
to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
2 (actually index). two is company
