i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

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

"Put a blanket."

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

kind of mythopoesis

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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

it is hopeful

Worse Lift