like first name

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

propensity within someone

was it worth it

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all that is to say

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

It Will Get Lighter

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.

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 did until you asked which kind of gave it away

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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?

Slug

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

the site i am dreaming

I am below everything.




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