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

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

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.

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

it is hopeful

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

It Will Get Lighter

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

2 (actually index). two is company

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

Thank you, Jack

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

1

. way too specific.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

hiding from the rain

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.