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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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
isaac newton
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
hiding from the rain
autonomy of learning
currently
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
we can only engage in such a way
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
all that is to say
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models