thank you

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

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not their contents

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

all that is to say

much more tactility

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

send your tumblr

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

kind of mythopoesis

Better Lift

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

what do you mean

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

the site i am dreaming

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people