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.

the site i am dreaming

hello reader,

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

send link

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.

2 (actually index). two is company

not so on: yvf(wthw)

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

currently

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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December 2025

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

IWGD

It Will Get Lighter

no longer writing in the third person

hiding from the rain

Slug

I Write Goodbye Letter