ion
no i haven't really read anything
sorry i am texting like a slav
no like which do people call me
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
plato
no longer writing in the third person
abrar?
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
isaac
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
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
Today I felt like starting
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 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.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
you cannot feed someone truth
currently
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.