Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

But seriously, thank you, Jack

what do you mean

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

all that is to say

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

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

like first name

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

send link

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

no i haven't really read anything

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

It Will Get Lighter

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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sorry i am texting like a slav

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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division of reality is straying away from it

you cannot feed someone truth

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.