Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.hiding from the rain
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
no like which do people call me
...
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
isaac
Lift Analysis
you cannot feed someone truth
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
lol yea
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
thank you
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
magnetisation/form
Can I see