bro i read nothing in my life


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

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Better Lift

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it