"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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.I am below everything.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
hiding from the rain
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
plato
autonomy of learning
whats your name?
sorry i am texting like a slav
much more tactility
isaac newton
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
its performative
ion
its good short few pages
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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