think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now


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

I am below everything.

no longer writing in the third person

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03



currently

IWGD

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

yes

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.

Better Lift

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

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

Can I see

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

idk

we need to be deconstructing our identities