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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
hiding from the rain
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
no longer writing in the third person
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
division of reality is straying away from it
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
your feed looks like my tumblr
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
plato