Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
kind of mythopoesis
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.brb i will read and reply sincerely
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
you know who you are. no more time, not like
. way too specific.but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Lift Analysis
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.