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.no longer writing in the third person
autonomy of learning
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
division of reality is straying away from it
December 2025
i really havent
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
its performative
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
i have read not even 1 book
fw
bro i read nothing in my life
we need to be deconstructing our identities