i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
all that is to say
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
division of reality is straying away from it
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
plato
the site i am dreaming
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
or never left
much more tactility
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isaac newton
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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