and the fake qualifier
autonomy of learning
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.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
no longer writing in the third person
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"Put a blanket."
but i respect your search
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
hiding from the rain
but really the thing should be autonomous
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content