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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Can I see

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Thank you, Jack

we can only engage in such a way

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

Better Lift

i love it here

its performative

isaac

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

which magnetises chains of pins

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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

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like magnets

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

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. way too specific.

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

and the fake qualifier