this will be about a slug

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

the site i am dreaming

2 (actually index). two is company

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

bro i read nothing in my life

ion

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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what do you mean

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

its performative

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

division of reality is straying away from it


its good

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


IWGD

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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