like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
in a post. I want to be remembered
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
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.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
as in
Better Lift
propensity within someone
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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.
i love it here
its good
isaac