kind of mythopoesis
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
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
really i want the internet
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Today I felt like starting
Lift Analysis
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me