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




Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17


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.

Rain, starting

so the method has to be autonomous

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

plato

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

i understand

magnetises a pin

whats your name?

its performative

which magnetises chains of pins

like magnets

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.