as in

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.

It Will Get Lighter

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me. The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Style

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

IWGD

currently

Better Lift

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

kind of mythopoesis

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike