It Will Get Lighter

really i want the internet

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

kind of mythopoesis

It Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

IWGD

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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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

currently

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Style

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

Rain, starting

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

Better Lift

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Today I felt like starting