My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
hiding from the rain
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Better Lift
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.
no longer writing in the third person
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
you have a beautiful account btw
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.much more tactility
"Put a blanket."
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
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