There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
in a post. I want to be remembered
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.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
division of reality is straying away from it
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
lol yea
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
what do you think my name is
yeah
send your tumblr
idk
abrar?
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation