Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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

kind of mythopoesis

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.

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

IWGD

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

have you read

13, H, grate

i love it here

Better Lift

i want to do that too

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

but i respect your search

god being the centre magnet

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.

its good

its performative

bro i read nothing in my life

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

it is hopeful

Rain, starting

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