Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


but i respect your search

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

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

Better Lift

you have a beautiful account btw

we need to be deconstructing our identities

fw

kind of mythopoesis

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

division of reality is straying away from it

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

idk

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Can I see

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

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

propensity within someone