Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thank you, Jack

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Rain, starting

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

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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

"Put a blanket."

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

ion

no longer writing in the third person