Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
hiding from the rain
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
no longer writing in the third person
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
December 2025
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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
i see a website
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.