the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

thank you

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

sorry i am texting like a slav

its good short few pages

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

all that is to say

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.

December 2025

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

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

wait what is that

isaac

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

Slug

autonomy of learning

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

is this you as well

this will be about a slug

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i love it here


you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

It Will Get Lighter

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.