i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Rain, starting

I Write Goodbye Letter

no like which do people call me

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

what do you mean

division of reality is straying away from it

no i haven't really read anything

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

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

as in

magnetises a pin

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

isaac newton

thank you

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

abrar?

and the fake qualifier

have you read

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

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

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.

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

so at the end

isaac

is this you as well

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

"Put a blanket."

It Will Get Lighter

was it worth it