Today I felt like starting
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.
all that is to say
that looks like my instagram account
autonomy of learning
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
your feed looks like my tumblr
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
lol
barren land
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
idk
its performative
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
division of reality is straying away from it
its good short few pages
whats your name?
its good
feel you
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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.
lol yea