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

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.

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

2 (actually index). two is company

i really havent

was it worth it

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⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

1

. way too specific.

and the fake qualifier

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Lift Analysis

sorry i am texting like a slav

send link

i love it here

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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.
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

yeah

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.


my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

It Will Get Lighter

as in

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

plato

plato

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

have you read

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

Today I felt like starting


"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

whats your name?