Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

so the method has to be autonomous

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

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

not their contents

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

but i respect your search

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

I am below everything.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate