The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

as in

have you read

magnetises a pin

whats your name?

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

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

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Style

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

I am below everything.

its good short few pages

Slug

and the fake qualifier

propensity within someone

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

like magnets

the site i am dreaming