isaac newton

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

kind of mythopoesis

IWGD

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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 wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

hello reader,

ahnaf abrar

ion

which magnetises chains of pins

It Will Get Lighter

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

yeah

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Rain, starting

Worse Lift

i understand

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

idk

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.