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.
all that is to say
in a post. I want to be remembered
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
magnetises a pin
...
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
and the fake qualifier
i really havent
thank you
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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.division of reality is straying away from it
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
isaac newton