i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

have you read

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

the site i am dreaming

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

December 2025

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something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

send link

Slug

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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.

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.

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

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in a post. I want to be remembered