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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

what do you think my name is

idk

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

so an active mazelike process

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

autonomy of learning

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

bro i read nothing in my life

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

so at the end

that looks like my instagram account

so the method has to be autonomous

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse


She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

kind of mythopoesis

I am below everything.