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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.


I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

as in


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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

I am below everything.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

isaac

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

in a post. I want to be remembered

magnetisation/form

propensity within someone

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

god being the centre magnet

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

like first name

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

fw