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

Slug

hello reader,

December 2025

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

I Write Goodbye Letter

and the fake qualifier

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

...

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

...

you cannot feed someone truth

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i understand

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i was tempted to lie about my name

we can only engage in such a way

autonomy of learning

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

isaac newton

like magnets

no like which do people call me

i love it here