sorry i am texting like a slav

isaac newton

division of reality is straying away from it

or never left

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

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

god being the centre magnet

isaac

like magnets

whats your name?

plato

i dont understand magnetisation

which magnetises chains of pins

propensity within someone

what do you think my name is

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

not their contents

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

like first name

13, H, grate

I am below everything.

have you read

magnetisation/form

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

i really havent

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