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She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
or never left
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
much more tactility
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
kind of mythopoesis