isaac newton

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

its good short few pages

magnetises a pin

which magnetises chains of pins

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

feel you

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

the site i am dreaming

wait what is that

but i respect your search

i have read not even 1 book

was it worth it

send link

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

this will be about a slug

Style

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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 am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

yeah

no longer writing in the third person

was it worth it

i was tempted to lie about my name