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.
its performative
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
abrar?
is this you as well
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
that looks like my instagram account
plato
its good
all that is to say
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
barren land
sorry i am texting like a slav
really i want the internet
no like which do people call me
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
ahnaf abrar
autonomy of learning