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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

you have a beautiful account btw

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.

IWGD

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Lift Analysis


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

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

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"