i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

autonomy of learning

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

not their contents

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

division of reality is straying away from it

Thank you, Jack

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

I am below everything.

Rain, starting

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content


i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

so the method has to be autonomous

it is hopeful