division of reality is straying away from it

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

no longer writing in the third person

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I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.


It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Worse Lift

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.

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?

so the method has to be autonomous

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

is this you as well

sorry i am texting like a slav

Style

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

not their contents

magnetisation/form

what do you mean

its good

isaac

its performative

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59