Today I felt like starting
"Put a blanket."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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?
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.
no longer writing in the third person
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.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
yes
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i see a website
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we need to be deconstructing our identities
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
like first name
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