ion

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.

i love it here

It Will Get Lighter

Better Lift

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

its good

December 2025

I am below everything.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

Worse Lift

Style

i want to do that too

not their contents

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

autonomy of learning

Rain, starting

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i understand

its performative