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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

it is hopeful

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

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

so an active mazelike process

no like which do people call me

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

so the method has to be autonomous

its performative

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

like first name

division of reality is straying away from it

propensity within someone

"Put a blanket."

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak