think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

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

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.

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

It Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

"Put a blanket."

Better Lift

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

13, H, grate

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

its good

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

idk

lol

all that is to say

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

thank you

plato