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

i see a website

kind of mythopoesis

Better Lift

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

feel you

whats your name?

i dont understand magnetisation

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

i understand

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

plato

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

no like which do people call me

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

I Write Goodbye Letter

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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.

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