I am below everything.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

hello reader,

"Put a blanket." 
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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

so at the end

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

really i want the internet

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.

Better Lift

its good

yeah

no i haven't really read anything

lol yea

like magnets

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

is this you as well

Style

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

magnetises a pin