division of reality is straying away from it

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

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

like first name

god being the centre magnet

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

magnetisation/form

not their contents

we can only engage in such a way

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

...

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

all that is to say

and the fake qualifier

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Can I see

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

send link

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

yeah

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

isaac newton

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

but really the thing should be autonomous

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

was it worth it

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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?