ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

really i want the internet

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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. 

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

idk

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

division of reality is straying away from it

god being the centre magnet

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

so the method has to be autonomous

Rain, starting

magnetisation/form

all that is to say

propensity within someone

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

you cannot feed someone truth

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

i see a website

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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.