you cannot feed someone truth
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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
but i respect your search
we can only engage in such a way
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
kind of mythopoesis
hiding from the rain
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
autonomy of learning
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