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.
"Put a blanket."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
but really the thing should be autonomous
so at the end
no i haven't really read anything
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
bro i read nothing in my life
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i dont understand magnetisation
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
so an active mazelike process