but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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
"Put a blanket."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.