feel you

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50



autonomy of learning

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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.


it is hopeful

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

currently

Today I felt like starting

It Will Get Lighter

no longer writing in the third person


Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

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