its good
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
idk
division of reality is straying away from it
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
its good
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i love it here
sorry i am texting like a slav
plato
yeah
feel you
no i haven't really read anything
thank you
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
is this you as well
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
really i want the internet
so at the end
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
i want to do that too
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She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.