the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
yeah
or never left
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
barren land
its good
isaac newton
have you read
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
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
your feed looks like my tumblr
abrar?
I am below everything.
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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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.