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.

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

autonomy of learning

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

that looks like my instagram account

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

Worse Lift

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

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

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

and the fake qualifier

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Picture

its performative

wait what is that