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.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
I am below everything.
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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.no longer writing in the third person
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.
"Put a blanket."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
hiding from the rain
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
abrar?
we can only engage in such a way
idk
much more tactility
plato
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
all that is to say