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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Can I see

lol

no like which do people call me

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

yes

but i respect your search

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

abrar?

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

what do you mean