Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
you cannot feed someone truth
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
propensity within someone
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
what do you think my name is
yeah
i was tempted to lie about my name
have you read
plato
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
Thank you, Jack
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
isaac
"Put a blanket."
all that is to say