Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

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

Style

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

hiding from the rain

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Rain, starting

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

much more tactility

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i understand

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

god being the centre magnet