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?

"Put a blanket."

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


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

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

It Will Get Lighter

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

is everyoneback on tumblr now

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

isaac newton

isaac

so the method has to be autonomous

its good

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

not their contents

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

like first name