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

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Lift Analysis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

brb i will read and reply sincerely

no longer writing in the third person

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Today I felt like starting

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

"Put a blanket."

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Better Lift

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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