you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
idk
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
division of reality is straying away from it
yeah
plato
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
we need to be deconstructing our identities
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
have you read
its good
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.what do you think my name is
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i was tempted to lie about my name