I am below everything.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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.
December 2025
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.in a post. I want to be remembered
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.
as in
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc."No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
what do you mean
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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i love it here
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