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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

Lift Analysis

but i respect your search

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

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

so the method has to be autonomous

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

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.

so at the end

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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?