autonomy of learning
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I am below everything.
"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.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
it is hopeful
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i understand
lol
currently
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
which magnetises chains of pins
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i love it here
no longer writing in the third person
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
isaac
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
thank you
isaac newton