13, H, grate
Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
no like which do people call me
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
It Will Get Lighter
bro i read nothing in my life
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.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully
and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
