They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

not their contents

so an active mazelike process

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

much more tactility

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

plato

so at the end

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Rain, starting

It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

you cannot feed someone truth

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

It's

dusk

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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?

its good short few pages

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Better Lift

its good

hiding from the rain