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.Lift Analysis
kind of mythopoesis
in a post. I want to be remembered
isaac
i have read not even 1 book
its good
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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.
its good
i love it here
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
division of reality is straying away from it
i see a website
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful