no longer writing in the third person
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.
"Put a blanket."
bro i read nothing in my life
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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 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
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
magnetisation/form
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
and the fake qualifier
i really havent
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
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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
the site i am dreaming
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.