It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.you cannot feed someone truth
really i want the internet
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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but i respect your search
so an active mazelike process
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
plato
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
sorry i am texting like a slav
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
that looks like my instagram account
its good
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
isaac
its good
i dont understand magnetisation
what do you mean
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"