I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Rain, starting

13, H, grate

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.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

its performative

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

magnetisation/form

ahnaf abrar

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

or never left

i have read not even 1 book

yeah

sorry i am texting like a slav

isaac newton

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