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NOAH'S NETTLES

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  • 12.07.2026 - A Newsletter! This is a fun way of spamming everyone with my ramblings...
  • 08.07.2026 - A new look; now this feels ... interesting
  • 07.07.2026 - Interrupted the style overhaul because I remembered Muse Ariadne exists! They're inactive now which is really upsetting - but, I'm still going to try and write for all of their prompts. The latest one is up on my Muse page. You should also definitely check their website out!
  • 27.6.2026 - Been working on a complete overhaul of the homepage; this feels a bit too modern tbh
  • Long hiatus; A month is a bit long for me, I think

  • I think i'll use this little corner here to keep track of things
  • I have started on the Cryptography page.
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Hello

I appreciate your presence, reader. Please, stay a while, I have not much to offer you but my words, and the semblence of coherence that fades in and out of the pages of this place. I think the reason this place exists, maybe, is for me to try and piece together the fragments that make up who I am, if something so concrete can even be declared. I have spent countless hours poured over the streams that ebb and flow from my one source - if such a thing exists, really, it may as well be many diverged rivers filling the one lake, but that's for another time. If my words, be it here on this first visage, or in my Laments, stir or resurrect within you something you've seen within yourself, then I am your friend, and I would love it if you would leave me a kind prayer at the altar. There is fog, surely, but God will soon descend.


Where are we?
angels

I had to stare into the mirror, and ask why it didn't come to my aid -- all the while it had promised to, that is all it ever promised to do. That is what it claimed to exist for. Mother said 'don't stare too long', smoke escaping a cigarette in a hurry to cloud the ceiling of the bathroom, 'there's demons in the reflection'. Now I limp with heavy steps over the linoleum, my hand clutching the pillars by the grooves in the ivory, listening to the whispers of God between the cavernous slits in the foundation; a patch of nettles pressed against my wounds.


Forest Dispatch

To summon all the branches, that the leaves may wash over my face, and out of this great dark, a green may welcome my sorry visage. What is this regret? Please, listen to my cries but pay them no mind it's all conjecture now. I suppose I need to further develop this story.

static

Until that happens, I appear to be stuck spasming in the TV static


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I tell myself I bear witness, but the real answer is that it's obviously my programming. And I lack the constitution for suicide.

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