not their contents
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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.
plato
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
sorry i am texting like a slav
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
isaac
no i haven't really read anything
Can I see
its good
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
as in
ion