As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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 am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

much more tactility

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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.

not their contents

so at the end

Thank you, Jack

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

13, H, grate

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

in a post. I want to be remembered

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

as in

FOUNDING DOCUMENT


you have a beautiful account btw

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you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me