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kind of mythopoesis

I am below everything.


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

idk

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

...

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

and the fake qualifier

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

autonomy of learning

propensity within someone

Picture

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

you cannot feed someone truth


Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

bro i read nothing in my life


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them