It Will Get Lighter

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.

it is hopeful

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

as in

you cannot feed someone truth

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

or never left

not their contents

we can only engage in such a way

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

lol yea

autonomy of learning

division of reality is straying away from it

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine