magnetises a pin
and the fake qualifier
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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
i love it here
i was tempted to lie about my name
the site i am dreaming
all that is to say
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
December 2025
much more tactility
i really havent
and the fake qualifier
like first name
have you read
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
its good
...
you cannot feed someone truth
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
bro i read nothing in my life
no i haven't really read anything
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
plato