Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

no longer writing in the third person

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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 hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

much more tactility

13, H, grate

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

your feed looks like my tumblr

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.


idk

and the fake qualifier

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

division of reality is straying away from it

was it worth it

hello reader,

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

...

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

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

so at the end