i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Can I see

Better Lift

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Today I felt like starting

no longer writing in the third person

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.

Worse Lift

you cannot feed someone truth

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models