we need to be deconstructing our identities

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

as in

much more tactility

i have read not even 1 book

so at the end

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

so an active mazelike process

1. Lift and confinement – The crowded, immovable lift represents feeling trapped or constrained in real life, either by social expectations, relationships, or internal emotions. The inability to speak in front of others suggests suppressed feelings or fear of judgment.
2. Unexpected confession – The girl saying “I think I might love you” could symbolize longing for connection or recognition. It may reflect unacknowledged desires, vulnerability, or anxiety about intimacy.
3. Forest and snow – The transition to a snowy forest signals escape into the subconscious, a place of solitude, reflection, and emotional processing. Snow often represents purity, stillness, or emotional coldness, while dusk points to transition or uncertainty.
4. The fox – Foxes are traditionally symbols of cunning, intuition, and guidance, but here it’s more ethereal: its bites are gentle yet noticeable, suggesting a confrontation with subtle truths, small regrets, or lessons that must be acknowledged. The unspoken apology indicates things left unresolved or feelings that cannot be expressed.
5. Death or dissolution – Dying in the dream often doesn’t mean literal death; it represents transformation, the end of a phase, or surrendering control. It can indicate letting go of fear, old habits, or emotional blockages.

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

so the method has to be autonomous

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

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okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

all that is to say

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

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

its performative

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

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

division of reality is straying away from it

Slug

It Will Get Lighter