to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
but really the thing should be autonomous
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
Thank you, Jack
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
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.
its good short few pages
much more tactility
kind of mythopoesis
yeah
god being the centre magnet
i dont understand magnetisation
i understand