barren land
I am below everything.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Today I felt like starting
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
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
was it worth it
December 2025
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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
the site i am dreaming