somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

which magnetises chains of pins

i dont understand magnetisation

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

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.

whats your name?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

god being the centre magnet

I am below everything.

fw

as in

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

so at the end

isaac newton

barren land

i love it here

magnetises a pin

kind of mythopoesis

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

magnetisation/form

abrar?

"Put a blanket."

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

its good