They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

it is hopeful

but really the thing should be autonomous

isaac newton

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

plato

i want to do that too

you have a beautiful account btw

we need to be deconstructing our identities

you cannot feed someone truth

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

no longer writing in the third person

isaac

is this you as well

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

hiding from the rain