My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

brb i will read and reply sincerely

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

its performative

but i respect your search

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

13, H, grate

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

I am below everything.

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

magnetisation/form

really i want the internet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

you cannot feed someone truth

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