I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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i really havent
its good
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
the site i am dreaming
its performative
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
propensity within someone
you cannot feed someone truth
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.