wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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....
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Today I felt like starting
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i really havent
what do you think my name is
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i dont understand magnetisation
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
yeah
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
magnetisation/form
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then