the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Thank you, Jack

...

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

2 (actually index). two is company

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

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

...

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Rain, starting

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Thank you, Jack

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

and the fake qualifier