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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

autonomy of learning

much more tactility

i want to do that too

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

division of reality is straying away from it

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

magnetises a pin

bro i read nothing in my life

Today I felt like starting

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