fw

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

hiding from the rain

I am below everything.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.


"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Style

plato

isaac newton

its good

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.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

we can only engage in such a way

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

division of reality is straying away from it

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

Better Lift

propensity within someone

as in