Rain, starting

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 the birds knew I was watching?

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

its performative

have you read

which magnetises chains of pins

send your tumblr

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

i was tempted to lie about my name

no like which do people call me

in a post. I want to be remembered

so an active mazelike process

plato

so the method has to be autonomous

I am below everything.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

that looks like my instagram account

i want to do that too

magnetises a pin

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

what do you think my name is

all that is to say

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

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