She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

magnetises a pin

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

like first name

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

that looks like my instagram account

i understand

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

idk

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

its performative

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

magnetisation/form

so at the end

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

and the fake qualifier

god being the centre magnet

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.