no longer writing in the third person
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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.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
in a post. I want to be remembered
but really the thing should be autonomous
kind of mythopoesis
isaac
lol
thank you
idk
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i dont understand magnetisation
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
its performative
not their contents
as in
brb i will read and reply sincerely