part of an old note. It will get lighter.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

we can only engage in such a way

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.

so the method has to be autonomous


I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

as in

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

really i want the internet

Rain, starting

autonomy of learning

kind of mythopoesis

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

not their contents


IWGD

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

you cannot feed someone truth

I Write Goodbye Letter