After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
its performative
or never left
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
so the method has to be autonomous
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
that looks like my instagram account
i want to do that too
bro i read nothing in my life