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.
December 2025
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
isaac
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
as in
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
have you read
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
feel you
ion
lol
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
abrar?
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
i really havent
no longer writing in the third person
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.