have you read

you cannot feed someone truth

propensity within someone

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

ahnaf abrar

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

division of reality is straying away from it

whats your name?

really i want the internet

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

no like which do people call me

i was tempted to lie about my name

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

yeah

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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

magnetisation/form

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.

so the method has to be autonomous

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.

its good short few pages