It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

plato

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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?

as in

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

division of reality is straying away from it

all that is to say

no longer writing in the third person

we can only engage in such a way

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

so the method has to be autonomous

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Rain, starting

Worse Lift


god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

you have a beautiful account btw

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

or never left

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

not their contents