there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.

IWGD

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

send your tumblr

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

magnetisation/form

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things