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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

what do you mean

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

but i respect your search

brb i will read and reply sincerely

its good

really i want the internet

is everyoneback on tumblr now

not their contents

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

sorry i am texting like a slav