Thursday, November 13, 2025

( via / me )

A title screen for a game that doesn’t exist.

"I spent so long achieving the elite levels of enlightenment necessary to reincarnate as mindless sand. Then they RUINED IT by putting me in a MACHINE and making me THINK"
—@ctrlcreep.bsky.social

"Wordsworth claimed to have composed the poem entirely in his head, beginning it upon leaving Tintern and not jotting down so much as a line until he came back to Bristol, by which time it had just reached mental completion."

rabbit's foot · found scampering
running scared
through the low grass · of a late sun
thresh greenery
solve rabbit choices

The Drummer V.

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