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

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

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.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

really i want the internet

thank you

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

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

division of reality is straying away from it

but i respect your search

isaac

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

its good

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

kind of mythopoesis

yeah

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

Can I see

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities