Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

have you read

abrar?

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

propensity within someone

god being the centre magnet

i want to do that too

It Will Get Lighter

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

really i want the internet

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

so an active mazelike process

what do you mean

not their contents

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

ahnaf abrar

so the method has to be autonomous

isaac newton

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

isaac

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

yeah