but really the thing should be autonomous
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I am below everything.
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.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
idk
your feed looks like my tumblr
autonomy of learning
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
yeah