i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

isaac

what do you mean

what do you think my name is

abrar?

is this you as well

i was tempted to lie about my name

like first name

no i haven't really read anything

Can I see

its good

its good

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

you cannot feed someone truth

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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?

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

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.

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

ion

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

isaac newton

magnetisation/form

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

was it worth it