feel you
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
"Put a blanket."
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.
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.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
what do you think my name is
Today I felt like starting
yeah
I am below everything.
and the fake qualifier
we can only engage in such a way
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
is this you as well
isaac
its good
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
its good
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yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf