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 guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

you have a beautiful account btw

Rain, starting

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

"Put a blanket."

brb i will read and reply sincerely

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

much more tactility

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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

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.

you cannot feed someone truth

Better Lift

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

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

isaac newton

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people