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.

Slug

"Put a blanket."

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

no i haven't really read anything

isaac newton

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

we can only engage in such a way


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

ahnaf abrar

much more tactility

no longer writing in the third person

its good

magnetisation/form

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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

Better Lift



i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

propensity within someone

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now