I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
what do you think my name is
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
you have a beautiful account btw
Can I see
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
not their contents
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
magnetisation/form
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
we can only engage in such a way
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
no longer writing in the third person
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.