She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

Better Lift

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


yes

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.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Today I felt like starting

...


we need to be deconstructing our identities

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

is everyoneback on tumblr now

plato