Rain, starting

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

plato

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Better Lift

Today I felt like starting

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

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

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 know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

what do you think my name is

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

all that is to say

we can only engage in such a way

IWGD

autonomy of learning

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

magnetisation/form

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

i love it here

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

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