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

"Put a blanket."

its good

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

so at the end

isaac

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

magnetises a pin

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

all that is to say

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

so an active mazelike process

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

...

bro i read nothing in my life

in a post. I want to be remembered

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter