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

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

currently

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

i see a website

Rain, starting

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

much more tactility

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site