Style

your feed looks like my tumblr

or never left

idk

i was tempted to lie about my name

isaac newton

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

so an active mazelike process

much more tactility

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

yeah

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

fw

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

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

autonomy of learning

division of reality is straying away from it

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

we can only engage in such a way

its good

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

barren land

its performative

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.