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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


you cannot feed someone truth

so the method has to be autonomous

Worse Lift

brb i will read and reply sincerely

we can only engage in such a way

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Better Lift

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.

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

It Will Get Lighter

propensity within someone

Rain, starting

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

isaac