i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
but i respect your search
I am below everything.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Thank you, Jack
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
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
division of reality is straying away from it
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
was it worth it
its performative
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
we can only engage in such a way
whats your name?
ahnaf abrar
feel you
all that is to say
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
no like which do people call me
...
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class