a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
autonomy of learning
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
I am below everything.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
we can only engage in such a way
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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
Lift Analysis
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
Can I see
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
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
send your tumblr
and the fake qualifier
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
yeah
so the method has to be autonomous
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
...
Thank you, Jack
brb i will read and reply sincerely
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
lol
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
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.