i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
bro i read nothing in my life
so an active mazelike process
as in
send your tumblr
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
your feed looks like my tumblr
sorry i am texting like a slav
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
have you read
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
plato
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i understand
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
yeah
thank you
like first name
lol
what do you mean
and the fake qualifier
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i love it here
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
not so on: yvf(wthw)
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.