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.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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 guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
propensity within someone
its performative
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc....
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
and the fake qualifier
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
so the method has to be autonomous
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate