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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
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lol
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Better Lift
its good
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
isaac
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
no longer writing in the third person
ion
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it