yeah

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

"Put a blanket."

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

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

as in

Rain, starting

fw

barren land

not their contents

i have read not even 1 book

or never left

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

you cannot feed someone truth

all that is to say

idk

magnetisation/form

so at the end

It Will Get Lighter

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

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