the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
no longer writing in the third person
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
you have a beautiful account btw
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
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.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
fw
isaac newton