a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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It Will Get Lighter

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Picture

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

IWGD

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

so an active mazelike process

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

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so the method has to be autonomous

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

as in

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

or never left

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

Style

lol yea

yeah

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.

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