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.

Today I felt like starting

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

so the method has to be autonomous

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

much more tactility

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

you cannot feed someone truth

all that is to say

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Picture

propensity within someone