There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Better Lift
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
lol
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
that looks like my instagram account
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
your feed looks like my tumblr
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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.
as in
barren land