There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.


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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.


somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

It Will Get Lighter

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike




really i want the internet

so the method has to be autonomous

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Better Lift

so an active mazelike process

in a post. I want to be remembered

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Worse Lift

Picture

its performative

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 want to do that too