After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.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.something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
all that is to say
plato
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
we need to be deconstructing our identities
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.
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.
yeah
lol
so an active mazelike process
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
its good
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i dont understand magnetisation
is this you as well
its good
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
what do you mean