i understand

"Put a blanket."

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Worse Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Thank you, Jack

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It Will Get Lighter

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

kind of mythopoesis

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

hiding from the rain

much more tactility

It Will Get Lighter

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

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Better Lift