hiding from the rain

no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

I am below everything.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

it is hopeful

Rain, starting

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

really i want the internet

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.