somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
really i want the internet
i see a website
the site i am dreaming
wait what is that
and the fake qualifier
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
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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
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
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
but really the thing should be autonomous
but i respect your search