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.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Better Lift

It Will Get Lighter

i really havent

that looks like my instagram account

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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

all that is to say

plato

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so at the end

i want to do that too

Style

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

"Put a blanket."

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.