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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.
"Put a blanket."
have you read
magnetisation/form
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
so at the end
not their contents
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
no longer writing in the third person
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting