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

is this you as well

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

so at the end

but really the thing should be autonomous

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i see a website

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

as in

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

idk

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

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

...

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

I Write Goodbye Letter

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

2 (actually index). two is company

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

not so on: yvf(wthw)

13, H, grate

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.