you cannot feed someone truth
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
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.Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
whats your name?
and the fake qualifier
yeah
December 2025
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
magnetises a pin
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i understand
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
was it worth it
kind of mythopoesis
in a post. I want to be remembered
god being the centre magnet
no like which do people call me
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
like first name