I am below everything.

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

It Will Get Lighter

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

idk

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

bro i read nothing in my life

the site i am dreaming

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

was it worth it

so the method has to be autonomous

i really havent

in a post. I want to be remembered

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

and the fake qualifier

"Put a blanket."

was it worth it

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time