After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet


yeah

"Put a blanket."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

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.

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

i dont understand magnetisation