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

Better Lift

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

its performative

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Slug

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.