its good
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
you cannot feed someone truth
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
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
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.
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.brb i will read and reply sincerely
but really the thing should be autonomous
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
really i want the internet
I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
its performative
you have a beautiful account btw