Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Better Lift
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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
no longer writing in the third person
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
its good
is this you as well
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
which magnetises chains of pins
god being the centre magnet
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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.
its performative
in a post. I want to be remembered