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

isaac newton

wait what is that

its good

no i haven't really read anything

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

is this you as well

was it worth it


It Will Get Lighter

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

it is hopeful

currently

bro i read nothing in my life

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?

Better Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

thank you

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

no like which do people call me

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

have you read

and the fake qualifier

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.