We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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

yes

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

no longer writing in the third person

Lift Analysis

Today I felt like starting

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

IWGD

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Can I see

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Thank you, Jack

Style

It Will Get Lighter

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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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

hiding from the rain