Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

yeah

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

barren land

autonomy of learning

i love it here

is this you as well

like magnets

isaac

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

Rain, starting

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

no i haven't really read anything

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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.

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.

fw

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

its good