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

Rain, starting

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

in a post. I want to be remembered

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

Worse Lift

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

"Put a blanket."

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

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

but i respect your search

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

and the fake qualifier

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i really havent

i love it here

ion

all that is to say