December 2025

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

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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.

but really the thing should be autonomous

"Put a blanket."

i see a website

13, H, grate

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

plato

ion

what do you think my name is

isaac

kind of mythopoesis

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

like magnets

whats your name?

which magnetises chains of pins

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

its good