I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
it is hopeful
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
much more tactility
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.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
division of reality is straying away from it
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
isaac
i love it here
like magnets
in a post. I want to be remembered
we can only engage in such a way
its good short few pages
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you