a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
hiding from the rain
I am below everything.
send your tumblr
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
propensity within someone
idk
i was tempted to lie about my name
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
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.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
no longer writing in the third person
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i want to do that too
we can only engage in such a way