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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.
Today I felt like starting
currently
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
its good
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i really havent
yes
ahnaf abrar
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
plato
is this you as well
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
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
it is hopeful
i was tempted to lie about my name
no like which do people call me
sorry i am texting like a slav
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
its good