a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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.

It Will Get Lighter

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Rain, starting

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

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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

kind of mythopoesis

Better Lift

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter