currently
no longer writing in the third person
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it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
autonomy of learning
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
I am below everything.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
division of reality is straying away from it
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
ahnaf abrar
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
isaac newton
its good
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.
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.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
whats your name?