Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

as in

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

"Put a blanket."

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

its performative

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

13, H, grate

plato

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

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

is this you as well

so at the end

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities