as in

Rain, starting

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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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

It Will Get Lighter

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Can I see

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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

or never left

Better Lift

your feed looks like my tumblr

so at the end

bro i read nothing in my life

no like which do people call me

so the method has to be autonomous

yes


okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models