December 2025
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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
wait what is that
like magnets
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
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.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
lol
no i haven't really read anything
was it worth it
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
magnetises a pin
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i want to do that too
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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.