i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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

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your feed looks like my tumblr

propensity within someone

autonomy of learning

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

its performative

division of reality is straying away from it

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i understand

ion

magnetisation/form

which magnetises chains of pins

isaac newton

its good

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

like magnets

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.

plato

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

that looks like my instagram account

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

not their contents

"Put a blanket."

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.

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

its good

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet