...

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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Thank you, Jack

Worse Lift

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.

it is hopeful


it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

but really the thing should be autonomous

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

is this you as well

have you read

i was tempted to lie about my name

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

i see a website

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

what do you think my name is

plato

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