there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

...

Slug

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

the site i am dreaming

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier


December 2025

we need to be deconstructing our identities

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

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.

autonomy of learning

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

division of reality is straying away from it

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.



much more tactility



in a post. I want to be remembered