isaac
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
really i want the internet
kind of mythopoesis
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Lift Analysis
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
I am below everything.
no longer writing in the third person
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
it is hopeful