like first name

i love it here

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

like magnets

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i was tempted to lie about my name

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

whats your name?

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

all that is to say

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

yeah

and the fake qualifier

i understand

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Picture

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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

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.

It Will Get Lighter

is this you as well

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

autonomy of learning


One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

as in

lol yea

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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.

barren land