you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

its good short few pages

sorry i am texting like a slav

isaac newton

magnetises a pin

it is hopeful

no i haven't really read anything

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

ion

barren land

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

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

propensity within someone

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

yeah

isaac

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

have you read

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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 hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt