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

It Will Get Lighter

kind of mythopoesis

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

i really havent

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I Write Goodbye Letter

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i see a website

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

but really the thing should be autonomous

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