what do you mean

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

its good

which magnetises chains of pins

lol

no longer writing in the third person

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

plato

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

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.

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

isaac newton

all that is to say

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

wait what is that

ion

bro i read nothing in my life

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet


nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

so the method has to be autonomous

i really havent

as in

the site i am dreaming

plato

It Will Get Lighter

It Will Get Lighter