ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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.

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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

Better Lift

i see a website

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

so an active mazelike process

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08


so at the end

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

yes

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

all that is to say

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thank you, Jack