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.

It Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

as in

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

not their contents

It Will Get Lighter

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

autonomy of learning

division of reality is straying away from it

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

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.