But seriously, thank you, Jack

lol yea

so at the end

god being the centre magnet

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

so an active mazelike process

division of reality is straying away from it

yeah

is everyoneback on tumblr now

yes

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 hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

autonomy of learning

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

so the method has to be autonomous

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.