December 2025

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i really havent

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

division of reality is straying away from it

i dont understand magnetisation

1

what do you mean

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

I am below everything.

its good

much more tactility

plato

hiding from the rain

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

or never left

"Put a blanket."

fw

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls