Rain, starting

no longer writing in the third person

Thank you, Jack

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.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

plato

yeah

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i love it here

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

is this you as well

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

is everyoneback on tumblr now

feel you

no like which do people call me

idk

I am below everything.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.