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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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

Lift Analysis

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

but really the thing should be autonomous

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

kind of mythopoesis

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

propensity within someone

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

i love it here

It's

dusk

Better Lift

really i want the internet

i was tempted to lie about my name