Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good
your feed looks like my tumblr
i really havent
like magnets
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
what do you think my name is
sorry i am texting like a slav
bro i read nothing in my life
thank you
its good short few pages
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
was it worth it
fw
no like which do people call me
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
like first name
yeah
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
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
but really the thing should be autonomous
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
we can only engage in such a way
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
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation