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

bro i read nothing in my life

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

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.

Can I see

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it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

propensity within someone

magnetisation/form

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

It Will Get Lighter

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

as in

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

it is hopeful

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.