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Today I felt like starting

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.

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

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 have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thank you, Jack

division of reality is straying away from it

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its good short few pages

yeah

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

"Put a blanket."

no i haven't really read anything

like magnets

have you read

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

so the method has to be autonomous

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i dont understand magnetisation

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

hello reader,

2 (actually index). two is company

its good

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