But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

I am below everything.

13, H, grate

IWGD

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

It Will Get Lighter

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

you have a beautiful account btw

but i respect your search

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

brb i will read and reply sincerely

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

"Put a blanket."

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

like magnets

i understand

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged