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

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

It Will Get Lighter

barren land

so at the end

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

its performative

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

yes

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

i have read not even 1 book

i really havent

what do you mean

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

and the fake qualifier

1

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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

all that is to say

and the fake qualifier

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