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

you have a beautiful account btw

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

propensity within someone

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.

I am below everything.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

not their contents

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

magnetises a pin

is everyoneback on tumblr now

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

Better Lift

or never left

abrar?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Rain, starting

yeah

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

feel you