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.

plato

isaac

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

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

so the method has to be autonomous

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

whats your name?

we need to be deconstructing our identities

so at the end

its performative

propensity within someone

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

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

December 2025

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

ahnaf abrar

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.

no i haven't really read anything

I Write Goodbye Letter

It Will Get Lighter

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

i see a website

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

i want to do that too

feel you

yeah