your feed looks like my tumblr

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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 am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

in a post. I want to be remembered

all that is to say


okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

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

much more tactility

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17


I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.