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

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

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.


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 have read not even 1 book

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i dont understand magnetisation

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.

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

like magnets

isaac

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.

have you read

which magnetises chains of pins

magnetises a pin

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

It Will Get Lighter

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

isaac newton

fw

and the fake qualifier