i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i was tempted to lie about my name

abrar?

and the fake qualifier

i want to do that too

like magnets

what do you think my name is

but really the thing should be autonomous

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

autonomy of learning

its good short few pages

whats your name?

or never left

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i see a website

it is hopeful

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 got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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

It's

dusk

brb i will read and reply sincerely

isaac

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

what do you mean