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

yeah

so an active mazelike process

propensity within someone

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i want to do that too

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

kind of mythopoesis

what do you mean

i dont understand magnetisation

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

its good

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

13, H, grate

we need to be deconstructing our identities

not their contents

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos