like first name
isaac newton
as in
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
and the fake qualifier
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
so an active mazelike process
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
much more tactility
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.
the site i am dreaming
so at the end
i really havent
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
magnetisation/form