somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

no longer writing in the third person

god being the centre magnet

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

no i haven't really read anything

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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

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

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

so the method has to be autonomous

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

you cannot feed someone truth

its performative

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

yeah

but really the thing should be autonomous

i love it here

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

division of reality is straying away from it