Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
I am below everything.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.i dont understand magnetisation
much more tactility
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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 struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i see a website
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
is everyoneback on tumblr now
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
isaac newton
you have a beautiful account btw
what do you think my name is
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
so the method has to be autonomous