My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
you cannot feed someone truth
Today I felt like starting
as in
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.autonomy of learning
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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.
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
we can only engage in such a way
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
division of reality is straying away from it
I am below everything.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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
hiding from the rain
brb i will read and reply sincerely
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
but i respect your search
currently
i see a website
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
ion
isaac newton
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine