Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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.

It Will Get Lighter

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Today I felt like starting

but i respect your search

you cannot feed someone truth

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

Rain, starting

so the method has to be autonomous

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

division of reality is straying away from it

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

its performative

all that is to say

13, H, grate

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

in a post. I want to be remembered

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

and the fake qualifier

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.