The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i really havent
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This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
Thank you, Jack
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
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.
"Put a blanket."
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
it is hopeful
wait what is that