Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

no longer writing in the third person

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.

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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

I am below everything.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

13, H, grate

in a post. I want to be remembered

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

lol

division of reality is straying away from it

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

It Will Get Lighter

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

IWGD

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 hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"