but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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?
you have a beautiful account btw
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
autonomy of learning
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
so the method has to be autonomous
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak