I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

kind of mythopoesis

Worse Lift

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.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i have read not even 1 book

lol yea

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

lol

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

fw

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

so an active mazelike process