One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

hiding from the rain

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

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

or never left

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

in a post. I want to be remembered

autonomy of learning

IWGD

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

no longer writing in the third person

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Worse Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike