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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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
god being the centre magnet
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
"Put a blanket."
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
its performative
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.idk
so the method has to be autonomous
i have read not even 1 book
in a post. I want to be remembered
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
lol
so an active mazelike process
like magnets