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

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

"Put a blanket."

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Picture

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

abrar?

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

is everyoneback on tumblr now

IWGD

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

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.

idk

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