a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I am below everything.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

no longer writing in the third person

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

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

so the method has to be autonomous

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

in a post. I want to be remembered

sorry i am texting like a slav

which magnetises chains of pins

its good short few pages

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

so at the end