abrar?

"Put a blanket."

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Rain, starting

kind of mythopoesis

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

plato

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

we need to be deconstructing our identities

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

no longer writing in the third person

It Will Get Lighter

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

December 2025

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