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if you watch college students use LLMs, one of the more interesting things you’ll notice is that for every student who submits a wholly LLM-written paper, there are 3 or 4 who basically write their own paper, but off the instruction of an LLM-ideated outline
January 27, 2025 at 11:17 PM
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I'd always heard about Origen, a 3rd-century Christian theologian, volunteering for a kind of prototrans-adjacent castration. But only recently did I actually read his theology and realize he was preaching shit like "Be tranformed; resolve to know that in you there is capacity to be transformed."
December 21, 2024 at 8:09 PM
Overheard on the radio “This is very normal in space”
December 19, 2024 at 10:52 PM
Borrowing books is kinda the most stressful thing in the world
December 14, 2024 at 7:20 AM
I am once again in the park where I read Malina
December 14, 2024 at 4:31 AM
I’ve been down the rabbit hole of Ray Davis’s blog for the last week, and it’s really incredible — found myself somewhat doubting this claim, or at least finding it no more self evident than Silliman’s blanket dismissal of the same.
December 13, 2024 at 3:48 AM
There’s a fine line between theories of inchoate-but-everywhere-present madness and theories of inchoate-but-everywhere-present rationality
December 12, 2024 at 10:43 PM
Probably the worst thing about living with family is that I have to keep a well regulated sleep schedule or I’ll go crazy but I feel kind of depressed by the same
December 12, 2024 at 10:42 PM
I think the Malick-ian stuff felt much more like literary adornment than born-again-kino-eye this time; all the animal images and shots of work aren’t too far from Willa Cather. The translation across medium creates strangeness, which I always think of as a Bazin idea
Linda Manz's voiceover in DAYS OF HEAVEN is a perfect contrast to the diegetic mumbling and inarticulateness because it's lilting and darting and jagged enough to feel like the links between phrases are ambiguous; different ways to project depth beneath a surface.
December 11, 2024 at 11:24 PM
I feel like you could work out the permutations of lit theory's relation to science something like: 1) taking literature as its object (a science) 2) taking science as its model (structuralism) 3) taking sciences as images (post-metaphysical) 4) taking sciences as indexes (materialist or formalist)
December 11, 2024 at 10:45 PM
Linda Manz's voiceover in DAYS OF HEAVEN is a perfect contrast to the diegetic mumbling and inarticulateness because it's lilting and darting and jagged enough to feel like the links between phrases are ambiguous; different ways to project depth beneath a surface.
December 10, 2024 at 11:31 AM
I listened to the Doomscrolling podcast with Yungchomsky and I followed him on Instagram and see all his designer clothes modelling and I'm no closer to understanding who he is or why he has that name
December 10, 2024 at 10:50 AM
It feels kind of amazing how tightly meshed supernatural images and tropes are; no less codified than allusions to myrtle and laurel in a classically oriented poem, for instance, but whereas those project temporal depth these keep up the pretence of random generation.
December 6, 2024 at 10:21 AM
Even given they are the main character's names, "Mulder" and "Scully" make up a weirdly large proportion of the words in an X-Files episode
December 6, 2024 at 10:11 AM
Reading Donne’s sermons changed how I take Emerson and Melville and Hawthorne’s style; less the play of the mind analogising, more a kind of forceful embroidery, like sawing with a needle
December 4, 2024 at 10:00 AM
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December 4, 2024 at 9:54 AM
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December 4, 2024 at 1:04 AM
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December 3, 2024 at 10:31 PM
One of my favourite memories of this year was hiking up a (small) mountain at Warrumbungle national park and when reaching its bald pate being circled by a wedged tail eagle -- a crowning moment, truly.
People, Rebecca Solnit is correct.

There was a stray white pelican that was sighted in New York harbor last spring. I rode back & forth on the Staten Island ferry several times the next day, just to get a chance to see it.
People, you are not sufficiently excited about white pelicans. White pelicans have wingspans second only to condors. Like up to ten feet. Saw one today. The first time they really got my attention, I was running and some came in close overhead....
December 2, 2024 at 10:59 PM
I’m both amazed at the utterly singular but very near world that Phenomenology of Perception opens up and kind of embarrassed by the ping-ponging between materialism and idealism? I suppose it’s kind of a Scholastic Pro-Contra structure.
December 2, 2024 at 7:11 AM
I was talking to someone recently who said what they liked about Sydney is that it is a laid back place, and I know what they meant was that you get treated like a person instead of like competition but there's also something depressing about the lack of aspiration or ambition.
December 2, 2024 at 6:54 AM
I think really I just am convinced by Heidegger's claim that we are "maintained and sustained by the essence of art", in the sense that art points out (models? creates? refines?) how we care about (rather than, what we care about). But I am so far from being able to argue it at all.
December 2, 2024 at 6:32 AM
It’d be so cool to be a Jeffersonian yeoman
December 1, 2024 at 10:15 PM
This one got me lately. Apparently I hear swaying hair cells, like I see the wind in the trees. Those cells release neurotransmitters at a certain level of excitement, which makes me think of a musket being fired and reloaded.
December 1, 2024 at 6:44 AM