and the fake qualifier

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

much more tactility

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

sorry i am texting like a slav

division of reality is straying away from it

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

god being the centre magnet

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

so an active mazelike process

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

the site i am dreaming

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propensity within someone

kind of mythopoesis

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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.

i really havent