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?
Today I felt like starting
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
isaac newton
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
was it worth it
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.