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


the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

fw

or never left

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

no longer writing in the third person

autonomy of learning

barren land

Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

that looks like my instagram account

Style

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much more tactility

Rain, starting

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41


not their contents

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

propensity within someone

lol

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

send link

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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