Slug

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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Rain, starting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

IWGD

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

Worse Lift

I am below everything.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext


kind of mythopoesis

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

i see a website

was it worth it