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

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

kind of mythopoesis

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.

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.

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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Rain, starting

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

idk

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

all that is to say

your feed looks like my tumblr

yeah

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