I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
"Put a blanket."
Today I felt like starting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
in a post. I want to be remembered
barren land
magnetises a pin
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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i understand
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
god being the centre magnet
isaac newton
plato
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
its good short few pages
i really havent
i have read not even 1 book
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
no longer writing in the third person