god being the centre magnet

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

but i respect your search

Worse Lift

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

"Put a blanket."

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

its performative

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

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

as in

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 the birds knew I was watching?

13, H, grate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

not their contents

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

in a post. I want to be remembered