Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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

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a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

in a post. I want to be remembered

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

13, H, grate

It Will Get Lighter

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

yeah

have you read

is everyoneback on tumblr now

god being the centre magnet

barren land

magnetisation/form

its performative

as in

its good short few pages

like magnets

that looks like my instagram account

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.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Better Lift

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

and the fake qualifier

like first name

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

feel you