I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
kind of mythopoesis
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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.
"Put a blanket."
no longer writing in the third person
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
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
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos