After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
no like which do people call me
not their contents
as in
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
its performative
yeah
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
which magnetises chains of pins
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
magnetises a pin
its good short few pages
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
plato
no longer writing in the third person
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them