Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Thank you, Jack

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

was it worth it

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

bro i read nothing in my life

Rain, starting

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

1

and the fake qualifier

send link

you have a beautiful account btw

i really havent

Better Lift

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i see a website

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