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

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

Can I see

kind of mythopoesis



Style

13, H, grate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i see a website

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

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

hello reader,

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!