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.

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

no longer writing in the third person

IWGD

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Lift Analysis

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

Rain, starting


Thank you, Jack

god being the centre magnet

so an active mazelike process