After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Picture

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

hiding from the rain

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

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

propensity within someone

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theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

but i respect your search

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

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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.

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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

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

no i haven't really read anything

sorry i am texting like a slav

isaac

was it worth it