i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

but i respect your search

no longer writing in the third person

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

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

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

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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

Rain, starting

is this you as well

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

send link

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i was tempted to lie about my name

or never left