you cannot feed someone truth

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Put a blanket."

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

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

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

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

as in

much more tactility

magnetisation/form

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.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

so at the end

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

magnetises a pin

i dont understand magnetisation