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

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

i love it here

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

yeah

or never left

...

send your tumblr

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

in a post. I want to be remembered

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop 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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its good

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

hello reader,

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

plato

no longer writing in the third person

lol yea

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

have you read

you have a beautiful account btw