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.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
as in
brb i will read and reply sincerely
but really the thing should be autonomous
in a post. I want to be remembered
its performative
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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.
kind of mythopoesis
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.