i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

god being the centre magnet

like magnets

so the method has to be autonomous

"Put a blanket."

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.

as in

whats your name?

you cannot feed someone truth

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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.

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

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

which magnetises chains of pins

isaac newton

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

have you read