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

Thank you, Jack

Better Lift

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

no longer writing in the third person

currently

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

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.

magnetises a pin

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

so at the end

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

but really the thing should be autonomous