Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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.

"Put a blanket."

autonomy of learning

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

so an active mazelike process

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Better Lift

hiding from the rain

division of reality is straying away from it

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

brb i will read and reply sincerely

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.