i dont understand magnetisation
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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
but really the thing should be autonomous
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
your feed looks like my tumblr
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
magnetisation/form
isaac newton
god being the centre magnet
and the fake qualifier