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.as in
its good short few pages
magnetisation/form
propensity within someone
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
you cannot feed someone truth
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
its performative
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
much more tactility
so at the end
so an active mazelike process
ahnaf abrar
isaac
what do you mean
idk
so the method has to be autonomous
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
wait what is that
plato
i really havent
what do you think my name is
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?