There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
isaac newton
ahnaf abrar
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
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
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
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Better Lift
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
yeah
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
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
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
your feed looks like my tumblr
god being the centre magnet