you know who you are. no more time, not like

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not so on: yvf(wthw)

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

no like which do people call me

kind of mythopoesis

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

or never left

I Write Goodbye Letter

so at the end

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theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

and the fake qualifier

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

hiding from the rain

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

Style

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

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.