okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
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.currently
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.
not their contents
division of reality is straying away from it
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
so an active mazelike process
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
isaac
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
ion
we can only engage in such a way
December 2025
its good
your feed looks like my tumblr
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i love it here
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i understand