I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

IWGD


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

isaac newton

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

not their contents

we need to be deconstructing our identities

is this you as well

its good

as in


whats your name?

no like which do people call me

its performative

fw

barren land

its good

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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