Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

you cannot feed someone truth

i really havent

idk

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

thank you

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i see a website

kind of mythopoesis

lol

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

so at the end

i love it here

yeah

no i haven't really read anything

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet