what do you think my name is

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

the site i am dreaming

...

currently

...

2 (actually index). two is company

not so on: yvf(wthw)

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

December 2025

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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

this will be about a slug

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

part of an old note. It will get lighter.