Better Lift


Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

13, H, grate

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

so at the end

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

you have a beautiful account btw

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

its performative

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue


okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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.

Thank you, Jack

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.