Today I felt like starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

13, H, grate

Worse Lift

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

no longer writing in the third person

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.

Better Lift

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

plato

i love it here

not their contents

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