The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

kind of mythopoesis

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

but really the thing should be autonomous

Better Lift

i see a website

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Lift Analysis

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

so at the end

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

December 2025

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03