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

plato

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

yeah

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them