"Put a blanket."

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.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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


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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

lol

in a post. I want to be remembered

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

but i respect your search

thank you

no i haven't really read anything

abrar?

its performative

and the fake qualifier

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books