13, H, grate

you cannot feed someone truth

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

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

Rain, starting

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

you have a beautiful account btw

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

so an active mazelike process

so the method has to be autonomous

Better Lift

its performative

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

all that is to say