but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
brb i will read and reply sincerely
so the method has to be autonomous
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
hiding from the rain
not their contents
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
no longer writing in the third person
really i want the internet
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
division of reality is straying away from it
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.