Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.kind of mythopoesis
no like which do people call me
and the fake qualifier
isaac newton
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
lol yea
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
was it worth it
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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?
no i haven't really read anything
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
Better Lift
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
what do you mean
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"