Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
Today I felt like starting
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Lift Analysis
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
bro i read nothing in my life
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
lol
magnetises a pin
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i really havent
isaac newton
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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we need to be deconstructing our identities
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
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
isaac
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason