as in

thank you

its performative

plato

i understand

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

you cannot feed someone truth

like magnets

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

division of reality is straying away from it

no like which do people call me

i love it here

propensity within someone

its good

we need to be deconstructing our identities

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

i was tempted to lie about my name

its good

Rain, starting

so an active mazelike process

i really havent

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

i want to do that too

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

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.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

and the fake qualifier

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!