Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
it is hopeful
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i see a website
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
send your tumblr
which magnetises chains of pins
so at the end
we need to be deconstructing our identities
isaac newton
and the fake qualifier
i was tempted to lie about my name
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
so the method has to be autonomous
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
what do you think my name is
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
we can only engage in such a way
like magnets
you cannot feed someone truth
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people