hiding from the rain

kind of mythopoesis

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

i dont understand magnetisation

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

whats your name?

and the fake qualifier

like first name

magnetises a pin

like magnets

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

brb i will read and reply sincerely

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

no longer writing in the third person

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

plato

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

god being the centre magnet

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i want to do that too