FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59


Worse Lift

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

no longer writing in the third person

Rain, starting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.


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It Will Get Lighter

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.


i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

its good short few pages

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i have read not even 1 book

autonomy of learning

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