The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
hiding from the rain
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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
we can only engage in such a way
much more tactility
its performative
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
propensity within someone
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
really i want the internet
it is hopeful
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.
currently
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
and the fake qualifier