like first name

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

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

"Put a blanket."

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

brb i will read and reply sincerely

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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

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 see a website

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Worse Lift

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

I am below everything.

kind of mythopoesis

all that is to say