a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

division of reality is straying away from it

not their contents

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

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

but i respect your search

so an active mazelike process

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

in a post. I want to be remembered

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

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.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

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