currently

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i see a website

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.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Better Lift

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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

as in

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

plato

...

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

which magnetises chains of pins

magnetisation/form

thank you

"Put a blanket."

isaac

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