barren land

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so the method has to be autonomous

as in

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

division of reality is straying away from it

not their contents

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

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

Slug

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

It Will Get Lighter

we can only engage in such a way

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

the site i am dreaming

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

Better Lift

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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.


Rain, starting

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

"Put a blanket."

It Will Get Lighter

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life