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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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
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
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
no like which do people call me
i understand
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.brb i will read and reply sincerely
send your tumblr
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
that looks like my instagram account
I am below everything.
no i haven't really read anything
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
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