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

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.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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.

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

I am below everything.

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

yeah

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

i want to do that too

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

is this you as well