you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

magnetisation/form

barren land

its performative

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

so at the end

Better Lift

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after dusk, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.
"Put a blanket."

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

propensity within someone

plato

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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.

what do you mean

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

isaac newton

thank you

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

It Will Get Lighter

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.