He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

It Will Get Lighter

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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no longer writing in the third person

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

I am below everything.