Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

13, H, grate

you cannot feed someone truth

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

division of reality is straying away from it

its performative

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

plato

I am below everything.

its good short few pages

isaac newton

have you read

plato

no like which do people call me

god being the centre magnet