Today I felt like starting

Style

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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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.

Rain, starting

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

feel you

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

It Will Get Lighter

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

not their contents

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

idk

i was tempted to lie about my name

in a post. I want to be remembered

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

i love it here

i have read not even 1 book

no like which do people call me

god being the centre magnet

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

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