division of reality is straying away from it

December 2025

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.

whats your name?

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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

i love it here

yeah

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

ion

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

no longer writing in the third person