Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Better Lift

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

currently

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

yes

I am below everything.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

barren land

plato

its good

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

what do you mean

i have read not even 1 book

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i dont understand magnetisation

idk

that looks like my instagram account