we want to live the knowledge too live the content
is everyoneback on tumblr now
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
its performative
your feed looks like my tumblr
idk
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
yeah
so at the end
not their contents
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
propensity within someone
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
that looks like my instagram account
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think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
much more tactility
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
like magnets
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
what do you mean
"Put a blanket."
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
barren land
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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