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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

ion

no i haven't really read anything

have you read

your feed looks like my tumblr

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

so the method has to be autonomous

Rain, starting

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

as in

send your tumblr

is everyoneback on tumblr now

the site i am dreaming

and the fake qualifier

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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.