Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.


you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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

i love it here

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

isaac newton

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

it is hopeful

...

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

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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