There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Today I felt like starting
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
Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
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.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my
silmarillion, my tempelos
FOUNDING DOCUMENT
It Will Get Lighter
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a
breakdown of common interpretations:
