i love it here

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

It Will Get Lighter

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

but really the thing should be autonomous


"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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.

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.


kind of mythopoesis

i see a website

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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

plato

autonomy of learning

whats your name?

thank you

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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.

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