It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
we can only engage in such a way
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
as in
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
so at the end
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
fw
all that is to say
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
propensity within someone
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
much more tactility