We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

propensity within someone

sorry i am texting like a slav

its good

whats your name?

magnetises a pin

i dont understand magnetisation

like magnets

so an active mazelike process

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

so the method has to 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.

plato

no like which do people call me

have you read

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

no i haven't really read anything

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i want to do that too

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

division of reality is straying away from it


The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

wait what is that

Picture

I Write Goodbye Letter

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49