you cannot feed someone truth

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

"Put a blanket."

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

but i respect your search

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

i have read not even 1 book

its good

i want to do that too

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

plato

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

is everyoneback on tumblr now

lol

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

propensity within someone

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

like magnets

abrar?

its good short few pages

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate