currently
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
feel you
in a post. I want to be remembered
it is hopeful
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Today I felt like starting
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
you cannot feed someone truth
hiding from the rain
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
its performative
no longer writing in the third person
propensity within someone
but i respect your search
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.