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.
no longer writing in the third person
is this you as well
the site i am dreaming
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.so at the end
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
autonomy of learning
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49