your feed looks like my tumblr

in a post. I want to be remembered

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Better Lift

Style


Rain, starting


Worse Lift

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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.


One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

IWGD


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

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content


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

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

so the method has to be autonomous

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.