but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

not their contents

It Will Get Lighter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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It Will Get Lighter

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i really havent

it is hopeful

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

really i want the internet

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

the site i am dreaming

IWGD

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.