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

kind of mythopoesis

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

that looks like my instagram account

December 2025

yes

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

lol yea

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.

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autonomy of learning

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

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

idk

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

IWGD

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.

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