isaac

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

propensity within someone

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

plato

magnetisation/form

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

hello reader,

whats your name?

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

Can I see

as in

its good

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

IWGD

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

not their contents

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

...

its good

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the site i am dreaming

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I Write Goodbye Letter