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.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Style

Rain, starting

no longer writing in the third person

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


This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

its good

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

yeah

isaac

whats your name?

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you


Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50


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god being the centre magnet

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

is this you as well

what do you think my name is

plato

abrar?

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.

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

sorry i am texting like a slav

i love it here

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people