The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
hiding from the rain
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
you cannot feed someone truth
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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
propensity within someone
in a post. I want to be remembered
I am below everything.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
kind of mythopoesis
yes
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
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