Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

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

what do you mean

lol yea

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

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

It Will Get Lighter

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

that looks like my instagram account

lol

as in

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

so at the end

Picture

you cannot feed someone truth

propensity within someone

Today I felt like starting

idk

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

send your tumblr

much more tactility

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.