My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

hiding from the rain

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

so an active mazelike process

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

Today I felt like starting

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

all that is to say

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

not their contents

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


It Will Get Lighter


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.

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.

so the method has to be autonomous

Better Lift