And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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.a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
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something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i was tempted to lie about my name
which magnetises chains of pins
magnetises a pin
and the fake qualifier
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
no longer writing in the third person
we can only engage in such a way
no like which do people call me
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
i really havent
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
thank you
so the method has to be autonomous
what do you mean
abrar?
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24