is this you as well
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
all that is to say
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
isaac newton
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.
so the method has to be autonomous
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
which magnetises chains of pins
propensity within someone
"Put a blanket."
or never left
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
i want to do that too
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
plato
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?
yeah
thank you
yes
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.