There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
hiding from the rain
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
no longer writing in the third person
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
propensity within someone
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
brb i will read and reply sincerely
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46