Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

what do you mean

so the method has to be autonomous

your feed looks like my tumblr

propensity within someone

autonomy of learning

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

fw

as in

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

lol

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

was it worth it

send link

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

isaac newton

and the fake qualifier

division of reality is straying away from it

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i dont understand magnetisation

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've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.