Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

I am below everything.

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.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

we need to be deconstructing our identities

magnetisation/form

is this you as well

that looks like my instagram account

really i want the internet

isaac newton

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

what do you think my name is

no longer writing in the third person

i love it here

i want to do that too

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

Thank you, Jack

feel you

no like which do people call me

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Today I felt like starting

but really the thing should be autonomous

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

which magnetises chains of pins

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.

god being the centre magnet