There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
I am below everything.
or never left
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
is everyoneback on tumblr now
lol yea
barren land
all that is to say
whats your name?
plato
we need to be deconstructing our identities
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
lol
plato
propensity within someone
sorry i am texting like a slav
like first name
feel you
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
so at the end