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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

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It Will Get Lighter

idk

you cannot feed someone truth

whats your name?

is this you as well

isaac newton

but i respect your search

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

abrar?

which magnetises chains of pins

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

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

i dont understand magnetisation

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

bro i read nothing in my life

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

2 (actually index). two is company