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.

you have a beautiful account btw 
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much more tactility

autonomy of learning

hiding from the rain

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

really i want the internet

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

what do you think my name is

i want to do that too

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

lol

send your tumblr

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

have you read

idk

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.

and the fake qualifier