a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

Rain, starting

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse


in a post. I want to be remembered

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

feel you


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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i love it here

propensity within someone

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.

what do you mean

Style

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

i want to do that too

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext