kind of mythopoesis


i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Style

really i want the internet

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

isaac

propensity within someone

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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.

its good short few pages

abrar?

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

but i respect your search

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

its performative

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

we need to be deconstructing our identities

we can only engage in such a way

ion

as in

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

but really the thing should be autonomous

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

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