part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

you cannot feed someone truth

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

I am below everything.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

not their contents

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

yes

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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.

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.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation