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

Worse Lift

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

is this you as well

what do you think my name is

sorry i am texting like a slav

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

so the method has to be autonomous

its good

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.

you cannot feed someone truth

ahnaf abrar

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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

have you read

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

...

abrar?

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