I am below everything.

Rain, starting

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

wait what is that

thank you

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

idk

all that is to say

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

this will be about a slug

so at the end

Slug

December 2025

the site i am dreaming

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

it is hopeful

hiding from the rain

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.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

so an active mazelike process

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

really i want the internet

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?