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.Today I felt like starting
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
I am below everything.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i understand
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
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
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
so the method has to be autonomous
division of reality is straying away from it
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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
its performative
hiding from the rain
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
you cannot feed someone truth
like first name