i love it here

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

it is hopeful

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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currently

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It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

so the method has to be autonomous

in a post. I want to be remembered

Better Lift

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

magnetisation/form

so an active mazelike process

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

not their contents

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you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

kind of mythopoesis

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

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.

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

autonomy of learning

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

division of reality is straying away from it

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse