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It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Rain, starting

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brb i will read and reply sincerely

IWGD

really i want the internet

yeah

but really the thing should be autonomous

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

god being the centre magnet

i dont understand magnetisation

yes

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Can I see

plato

Today I felt like starting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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