somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
as in
brb i will read and reply sincerely
really i want the internet
Better Lift
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Today I felt like starting
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
not their contents
propensity within someone
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i am quite illiterate on producing technology
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
magnetisation/form