no longer writing in the third person

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I am below everything.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Worse Lift

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

in a post. I want to be remembered

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

lol

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

you cannot feed someone truth

that looks like my instagram account

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

barren land

"Put a blanket."

It Will Get Lighter

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

send your tumblr

god being the centre magnet

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


isaac newton

its performative

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

which magnetises chains of pins

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

have you read

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.