in a post. I want to be remembered

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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It Will Get Lighter

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

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.

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.

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

kind of mythopoesis

13, H, grate

lol

no longer writing in the third person

that looks like my instagram account

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

bro i read nothing in my life

i have read not even 1 book

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i love it here

its good

isaac newton

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

send your tumblr

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

thank you

whats your name?

magnetises a pin

so at the end