Better Lift
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
kind of mythopoesis
but really the thing should be autonomous
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
its good
...
whats your name?
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
which magnetises chains of pins
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 struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
yes
i dont understand magnetisation
abrar?
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.