god being the centre magnet

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

really i want the internet

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

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

"Put a blanket."

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

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i really havent

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

as in

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

2 (actually index). two is company

you cannot feed someone truth

not their contents

so an active mazelike process

so the method has to be autonomous

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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.

13, H, grate

or never left

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