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.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

Rain, starting

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

Lift Analysis

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

autonomy of learning

what do you mean

currently

its good short few pages

isaac newton

isaac

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.

Better Lift

"Put a blanket."


i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

that looks like my instagram account

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i dont understand magnetisation

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