nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

kind of mythopoesis

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.

i see a website

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

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

like first name

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

It's

dusk

Thank you, Jack

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

so the method has to be autonomous

division of reality is straying away from it