lol

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

13, H, grate

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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

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really i want the internet

"Put a blanket."

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

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.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i understand

you have a beautiful account btw

or never left

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

what do you think my name is