Can I see
"Put a blanket."
all that is to say
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i dont understand magnetisation
hiding from the rain
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.
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
its good
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
you have a beautiful account btw
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.have you read
i want to do that too
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time