Today I felt like starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

Worse Lift


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

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

IWGD

I Write Goodbye Letter


...

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

it is hopeful


part of an old note. It will get lighter.