Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
in a post. I want to be remembered
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
propensity within someone
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Thank you, Jack
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
autonomy of learning
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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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
"Put a blanket."
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason