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
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
its good
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i dont understand magnetisation
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
but really the thing should be autonomous
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
the site i am dreaming
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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 really havent
i have read not even 1 book
we need to be deconstructing our identities
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it