there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Better Lift

what do you mean

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

its good

your feed looks like my tumblr

send your tumblr

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

or never left

whats your name?

like first name

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

barren land

Style

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

plato

yeah


i was tempted to lie about my name

was it worth it