lol yea
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Today I felt like starting
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
you have a beautiful account btw
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
kind of mythopoesis
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
in a post. I want to be remembered
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
hiding from the rain
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.