I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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



and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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.

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Better Lift

Style

no longer writing in the third person

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Picture


I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever



Worse Lift

hiding from the rain

barren land

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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

bro i read nothing in my life

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Slug

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

feel you

Rain, starting

i want to do that too