i have read not even 1 book
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
no like which do people call me
yeah
its good
like magnets
not their contents
or never left
lol yea
is this you as well
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
plato
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
have you read
i love it here
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
i was tempted to lie about my name
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
barren land
thank you
and the fake qualifier
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.
you cannot feed someone truth