and the fake qualifier

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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.


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression
"Put a blanket."

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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i really havent

which magnetises chains of pins

i understand

what do you think my name is