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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.
you have a beautiful account btw
but really the thing should be autonomous
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
you cannot feed someone truth
so an active mazelike process
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
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 got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
not their contents
as in
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
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I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
yes
i understand