Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
yes
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
really i want the internet
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak