Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


13, H, grate

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.

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

Better Lift

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

autonomy of learning

not their contents

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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


propensity within someone

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

all that is to say

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

much more tactility

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

magnetisation/form